I Am Connected

Standing in an empty room full of faces, I am in a trance. Imposing hands extending toward me, I am defenseless. My expression is one of mourning. I am grieving. My heart beats like an angry drummer. I am unprotected. I allow myself to be carried away, A skill I perfected. I rise above the crowd and enter solace. I am hopeful. Familiar hues dance reminding me their name. Love devours my senses. My heart beats like a slow drum. I am at peace. Swiftly returning to the twin in my mirror. I am stronger. Engaging with newfound awareness. I am refreshed. Sensing pureness in a child’s whisper. Enchants me. Laughing capturing me with a silent glance, pointing at the peace above us. I am connected.