I follow the motions of the daily commute,
and let myself submerge hopes in the deep waters of stress,

anxiety,

and confusion.


I feel pretty hopeless, but
I also feel the movement,
the heat,
of bodies everywhere.

Makes me think.

Bodies that hold minds,

and souls

more capable than the credit given.

But there are also bodies that are not occupied with the heart desperately needed to love all.

Learn that love will conquer all.

Bodies that are not full of life,
and compassion.

Learn that we are all one.

There's a lack of longing to coexist peacefully
and support each other in times that are brutally violent,
and feel near the end.

Everyone's just a lone individual,

minding their own,

not living cohesively in this world big enough for two that we're supposed to be sharing.



We're supposed to be sharing dreams,

sharing goals,

sharing stars;

Assets to reach our personal universes and discover our own space full of different planets waiting for our exploration.

We're supposed to be pushing each other up.


Maybe that's why we have so many problems:

we're all so alone

and we don't

even

realize it.