Thank You

What is it that divides me from you?

Where is that barrier?

You exist, floating in your own universe, and I rip you away.

I’m sorry.

I’ll try to see you clearly, as myself.

A teacher has shown me the possibilities, but I fail on my own.

I’m looking closer.

It’s an urgent sense, deep inside. A fear that things must be a way.

How did that fear manifest?

And where does it live inside?

Maybe I’m my body as much as my mind.

Thank you

Thank you

I want to look directly in your eyes

Thank you