We put ourselves in little boxes
We forget the matrix
We forget the oneness
We draw straight lines
Linear descendance
We forget the circles
We forget ascendance
Until one day
Things fall apart
Drastically apart
Profoundly apart
And we remember
We remember
And we fall into Love
I like this very much Helene.
For me it symbolises how the journey into self can render a person isolated. Finding ourselves at last understanding love yet being outside of it. Having the greatest gift with no-one to share it with.
I appreciate this is my interpretation and love is many other things than could be imagined.
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Hélène
Sun 18th Feb 2024 23:09
Thanks for your interesting interpretation, Carlton! Re-reading this poem, it sounds vague and not very clear; when I wrote it, I think I was feeling how separated and conflictual we are (nations, families, etc.) and yearning for universal oneness through love. Something like that!