Lost everyday
In the mundane,
In the living;
The soul gladdens,
Expands and accepts;
That which is lost,
Deep within us,
At the center of the cosmos.
I look into myself -
Surprised, amused and
Nonchalant at what I see.
"This is being."
She tells me.
I close my eyes,
With my eyes
Wide open.
I see myself
As I unsee myself.
What, you may ask,
Is this contradiction?
You see, this is
No contradiction.
This, is coming undone,
When you are so together.
Looking up, I see,
Truly see, the expanse
Of the universe;
Yours and mine.
Let's put a dent
In this universe,
That's neither yours
Nor mine.
Let's be. Let's truly be;
In this, here, now,
Together and alone
