Outside The Feeling
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Outside the feeling,
Where time passes
And the sanctity of life evolves,
I sometimes pause to skinny dip my mind,
Feeling the nakedness of time
Upon the skin of my soul.
We are timeless in our togetherness;
Separated only by the lives we choose
And the illusions of meaning we assign to them.
Most of the time I am in a state of perpetual bliss
Moving effortlessly between life and illusion;
Reality and fantasy.
I once looked closely at a leaf and years later;
Or was it a lifetime;
Or a moment. I looked again.
The leaf was unchanged. Was I?
This, the same air that I once breathed,
Even still, surrounds me, and this,
The same sunlight, still bathes me,
Even in the differing moments
That we know as time.
Such Peace I have found comes from Love
The appreciation comes from you.
It is from the Us that We are.
I have come to know it as Forever.
You ask me, “how are you doing?” or
“What have you been up to?”
I am unchanged.
I am without purpose, desire, goal, or need.
I am. Then, I am again.
The vacuum between us disappears
Through Empathy, Recognition, and Acceptance.
Things are Always.
We move among them
Seeking to identify ourselves through them;
Lending meaning and purpose to the story
We tell ourselves.
Well, we all crawl down a different burrow,
Not recognizing our Neighbors thoughts
As our own.
If but only we could turn our gaze
This way
- Or That.
Copyright © Vernon Witmer | Year Posted 2024
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