And in the evening light
we chase the floating particles,
each a piece of ourselves
set free from the fire.
In this moment we lose sense of “I”
and become the “we” with the
trees, the light, the darkness
and the whole of the universe.
And in the evening light
we chase the floating particles,
each a piece of ourselves
set free from the fire.
In this moment we lose sense of “I”
and become the “we” with the
trees, the light, the darkness
and the whole of the universe.
5 responses to “Poem – Sense of All”
This movement loves this poem! 🙂
Thank you for visiting Tom and taking the time to comment.
Incredibly beautiful and true!
Thank you. It is a theme and state of being I am trying to express more through words and if I get lucky with an image.
Yes an image can sometimes be the cream on the cake!