we are together
from afar
i see you but you
don’t see mewe have not walked into each other’s breath
moments where i’d
try to close our space
you’ve not been
witness to my presenceour souls know each other. they are a part of
the whole of the universal spirit
we have walked
amidst a common space
have drank from
waters of the same lakes brooks and streams my ears have listened
to songs of birds hoping you have too
if your eyes can
see, theirs a cloud above
hovering over both
of us and a grandiose mountaintickling it with its pointed nose, it’s watched us
from where our journeys began and the path we’re on
if you have smelled
the waft of lilacs and sassafras,
fresh morning grass
and have noticed the rain’s coolsplash as you tilt your face up to the sky,
we have been in a common place
although you have
not felt me in your presence
i am here with you
walking through the dayand night, your pain is mine and so too your joy
i am a man of blood
and bone with a heart
that wishes to
share with you my inner most thoughtsshare my vision of the world around us
and maybe we can walk along together
for the remaining days on this blue green orb
ReplyDeleteHello, Marcoantonio Arellano.
Profound words. It will shake the soul.
Thank you for your visit. It's my honor.
Greetings and hugs.
Have a good day. From Japan, ruma❃
our spirits are all connected. :)
ReplyDeleteOh this is very beautiful and it occurs to me, as I read, that our connections in the blogosphere are much like what you describe in your poem....I love
ReplyDelete"if you have smelled the waft of lilacs and sassafras,
fresh morning grass and have noticed the rain’s cool
splash as you tilt your face up to the sky,
we have been in a common place"
Yes, I feel that so often in your poems, and those of other kindred souls. We are all connected, mi amigo!
A charming feel of synchronicity about this.
ReplyDeleteFeels like yearning for a lost soul......
ReplyDeleteI love that yearning for connection...living in the same blue green orb, under the same sky breathing the same air and time yet everything's from afar....nice thoughts :)
ReplyDeleteI like your poems even more after reading Sherri's comment.. very appropriate.. very timely.
ReplyDeleteTouching, Sumana. I feel this is a poem of yearning thoughts and not one to be told to the unknowing loved one. I liked your lines, "you’ve not been witness to my presence our souls know each other.
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The strength of spiritual connect is sometimes greater than the physical. Though the yearning for touch can overwhelm. You struck the right balance here, Marco.
ReplyDeleteNice. I too like Sherry's comments… the sassafras and lilacs stanza is especially lovely.
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