Distance means nothing when there is a way:
Highways, waterways, and airways tying us.
If there is road, I will take it.
If there is a fence, I will climb over it.
Whatever obstacle, I will brave it.
Nothing is stopping us, so why hold back?
Distance is nothing when we are connected:
Communication flowing between us.
Mountains of messages over a bad network.
Stacks of exchanged pictures via unstable Wi-Fi.
Piles of shared links in low connectivity.
Nothing is impossible, so why surrender?
Distance is nothing when we feel and value:
The joy in our hearts over the absence of our bodies.
My chest grows florets when you say hi.
My heartstrings intertwine when you video call.
My mind dances when we watch together.
Nothing is lacking, so why forsake?
After all, it is distance that unites us.
And that is a beautiful oxymoron.
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 11:40 AM UTC
Distance means nothing when there is a way:
Highways, waterways, and airways tying us.
If there is road, I will take it.
If there is a fence, I will climb over it.
Whatever obstacle, I will brave it.
Nothing is stopping us, so why hold back?
Distance is nothing when we are connected:
Communication flowing between us.
Mountains of messages over a bad network.
Stacks of exchanged pictures via unstable Wi-Fi.
Piles of shared links in low connectivity.
Nothing is impossible, so why surrender?
Distance is nothing when we feel and value:
The joy in our hearts over the absence of our bodies.
My chest grows florets when you say hi.
My heartstrings intertwine when you video call.
My mind dances when we watch together.
Nothing is lacking, so why forsake?
After all, it is distance that unites us.
And that is a beautiful oxymoron.
