Discourse on humanitySitting in meditation, a flash and a big surprise,
the silence, essential to baptise
my soul, drench it in holy skies
of sacred highs.
The cherished quiet, saintly,
defended and enshrined.
Peaceful am I,
yet something unknown
making itself known,
like an everyday companion.
Who is this stranger
within my shrine?
he announces his presence,
makes himself known,
with but a murmur:
A bolt of illumination!
Alone is the right way,
but too often and for too long: Isolation,
causing the soul to stir with starvation,
too much, too little,
of any one thing, he lectured,
a cause for nervous jitters,
rendering us cold and bitter.
What an oration!
What happened to my hushed, reserved
What have you done to my silent enclosure?
Cocooning ourselves, wrapping ourselves
in protective armour,
a sure way for the anxious spirit
to accumulate, inflate,
ready to consume us in its deserted seclusion.
So the sermon went….
The rumination further enlightening
every step of the frightening
No man an island,
forging human connection,
urgently seeking long lost contact.
Virtual is never enough,
it must be real, heartbreaking,
I understood the message,
so clearly enunciated,
a lecture, unbidden, perhaps unwanted,
but clearly, effortlessly accepted.
asserting associations of comfort,
meaning and purpose,
navigating the joys and misfortunes
of this lifetime,
together, as one,
experiencing shared knowledge of this