Poem #5: The parts coming together

Certainty is today and uncertainty is also today
Each racing to take control
Of an illusion, an intangible notion
And each rips you apart
When it fuels, nay, misleads the mind
Holding fast to a non-truth
It passes, it returns
It grazes your skin
Telling you of its existence
And yet it doesn't
At least that is certain, today.

I see you, yet I don't see you

I am letting go so I can grasp

Will you be there tomorrow

When yesterday here was nowhere

Will you be a witness

As I undo what I feel

As I unlearn what I know

As I unstart what I began

As I untie the knots of sorrow.

You linger, yet you're not there

I feel and I don't feel you

I love myself and I want myself

Are you me or are you an idea

Seeking a host, a home

I see you and I find myself

Broken and intact

Stepping out into the rain, yet recoiling all the same

Its hollow, this feeling, yet its deep

The sensation exploding into colours and music

And then tomorrow its silent, the sky grey

I long for the pain, the only sure thing.

(3 October 2013)