Collectively Me; an Endless Sea

-Poetic Thursday

The human race, caught by surprise.
The mystery of what comes, with no reason or why.
We are still infants, who struggle to survive.
This fight against another, who’s wrong and who’s right.

Can you comprehend, 7 billion people?
All standing around, wondering, lost, in our own insignificant bubble.
Each seeing themselves, as separate from the rest.
Pitted against another, struggling for the best.

It is this idea, that we are we.
That our identity, is our individuality.
The “I” is alone, all by itself.
Afraid it remains, small, cold, and what else?

It is this very thought, that we are separate from the rest
That creates our collective turmoil, we suffer, and wait for what’s next.

Yes, my heart hurts, for our decision to be in fear
Because with it comes the pain we bear.

We are afraid.
Why?!
What can you lose, if you are everything?

Child of life, when will you see?
Cast your fears, upon the endless sea.
Rest in the comfort, of knowing that you are me.

Did you find genuine value within this post? If you did, then most likely you know someone else who will as well. I invite you to share the goodness!
Namaste -Tigmonk