We have to be so immediate in our caution
the world exists based upon our action
while in a moment I cry,
in seconds later I wonder why
the beauty around me escapes my eyes.
Lost in a cloud of circumstantial worry,
I am allowed only that brief respite to be one
with my identity in the eyes of another.
Yet, how might I tell that other person
all I wish for is to be recognized alone
no sweet songs or rhythm
to clarify this state of mind.
Tonight, I watch the sun begin to set
and imagine that world brilliant beyond
the horizon, and I wonder quietly to myself,
if there might be another …
Can we all begin to believe our heart and soul
responds to that same energy together.