Common Language

That language you speak, the one you didn’t have to learn from anyone, the very original, very human, yet very celestial one The one you spoke to herald your arrival, as you made entrance, from the celestial to the terrestrial, into the gyrating life-sustaining starry metropolis, amidst the cacophony of others, strange and different That language you spoke, in response, as you discovered, that the strange looking beings all around you, in your new and strange planet, speak it too, and as you explored the strange and funny artwork, on their mystical canvases, every time they spoke your language, any time they spoke another, that you did not understand In smiling, laughing, weeping, we speak a common language Have you noticed? They all speak it too; all our kin, from every corner, of our spinning starry metropolis, waltzing between one companion on the left, bright but shy and the other on the right, dusty but flamboyant It is a language so simple, anyone and everyone speak it and understand it, yet so complex, it is encompassing; defying lexical boundaries, even terrestrial boundaries Straddling the spectrum of emotions; even in the laughter expressing joy, the heart is sorrowful It is the only language natural to us We were made with it It is simple but sufficient, to convey the emotions, that bound our consciousness It is the language of humanity; the language of pleasure, joy, happiness, and sorrow Anywhere we come from, every which way we come, we speak the same language; we smile, we laugh, we weep; in joy and in sorrow The language reveals, our common and celestial origin; our eternal bond, our kindred, our oneness, our sameness When spoken, we understand what is said, we know what is meant, it is laughter, expressing joy, it is weeping, expressing sorrow; the outer limits, spanning our consciousness So universal is it, it is mystical; as mystical as our very existence For the abundance of mirth, gives birth to tears of joy, yet joy awaits in tears, the passing of sorrowful tears Laughter and weeping, each awaits the other, but only to relieve each other and to bestow us reprieve It is the universal language, spoken and understood, by you, me, and all our kin, It is the same, regardless of place and position It is eternal, beyond terrestrial It is celestial, it is universal