Now I realize
How foolish it was of me to think
Of you as an outsider.
You reside in me—
In all I see, and all I cannot.
I wasn’t aware.
I regret the years
Squandered in search
Of you.
I searched every corner of four walls,
In smoothly chiseled faces,
In the fragrance of incense,
In the glow of candles,
In every bead I counted.
Yet I overlooked you,
And missed you.
He said, “Come, my master delivers.”
Oh, is he a fool, just like I was?
He calls you names,
Fancier than another’s.
He compares you with theirs.
I, too, was once in a herd—
Separate from other ones.
But now I realize:
One grain of sand
Cannot be different from another.
You and I and Him
Are not separate entities.
We are bound to you,
As you are bound to us.
There is no You and Us—
There is only ONE in All,
And All in ONE.
Now I realize.
Jul 24, 2025
Jul 24, 2025 at 2:20 PM UTC
Now I realize
How foolish it was of me to think
Of you as an outsider.
You reside in me—
In all I see, and all I cannot.
I wasn’t aware.
I regret the years
Squandered in search
Of you.
I searched every corner of four walls,
In smoothly chiseled faces,
In the fragrance of incense,
In the glow of candles,
In every bead I counted.
Yet I overlooked you,
And missed you.
He said, “Come, my master delivers.”
Oh, is he a fool, just like I was?
He calls you names,
Fancier than another’s.
He compares you with theirs.
I, too, was once in a herd—
Separate from other ones.
But now I realize:
One grain of sand
Cannot be different from another.
You and I and Him
Are not separate entities.
We are bound to you,
As you are bound to us.
There is no You and Us—
There is only ONE in All,
And All in ONE.
Now I realize.
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