Thought

As I ponder in the middle of my night
On the weight of this world
I would spread myself into pieces
To become one with the universe
Hoping to find there all my answers.

I would make myself a field of dandelions
Scattered by the winds towards all skylines…

Words I have said will never return to me
Countless downs and feathers
That I let float in the air from the tip of the highest mountain…

Sadness I have felt will never turn into happiness
If I would make myself tears
And lose myself in the vast ocean…

What would it serve me to be unique
If I lost the meaning of life?
We are all one, interconnected
Nothing belongs to us
We are each an atom of eternity.

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memyselfandela, 2013