we are all one mind
separated at birth
so many ideas from
so many individuals
that stem from the same tree
degrees of loneliness
searching for a connection
the flame that lights the
soul in our eyes
sometimes at night we feel
each other free
from obligation with only
vague memories to console us
shadows can only confine you
for so long
i run
sometimes
for no reason at all
mind racing in all directions
yet moving in only
one direction
everything is circular and
i always end up back here
on the path
the wind whispers
living only, in the moment