To Feel the One
To feel the pain of another is
to know their heart.
To feel the darkness of another is
to know their heart is not dark.
To breathe the breath of another,
is to breathe each other.
Beyond the identities we choose
and the language we use,
is that for which words only confuse.
To see through the clutter of our own creation
is to see that which has created us, as they are.
As we are.
The breath, the pain, the light, the dark.