When I run into a doubt,
I climb upon my chariot of thoughts.
Wild,Free,as a man could ever or dream to be,
pace astounding,never to cease,
circulating till it lasts,and bringing me at peace.
as I wander aboard this very dream,
one thing I heed every time it seems.
All my thoughts sprout viciously apart,
only to merge into a singular part.
And when I realize this,
My mind sinks into a vast pool of singularity,
Humbled by its simplicity and in praise of the almighty,
Who always hints that we all come from one and will merge into one..
When the said day comes.
So why thou dost live apart?
Shrinking into days monotony,
When being one could be a ne'er ending  symphony.