For We See Ourselves

You can find me where you are.

For We See Ourselves

     If you care to find us;

     just look within, among the

     ghost corridor, building awaiting.

     Although we’re not an enigma,

     Nor a mystery to unravel.

     Wherever you go, there you are.

     A moment of pause, and listen

     to our melodrama.

     In the rain we sit and shed on the front

     porch when spring comes.

     You’ll find us in the hollow carrion.

     All the answers are right here.

     In this acceptance, that can be mistaken.

     Come fall, sparkling your light on our 

     Similarities are like a peripeteia shift

     That summer brings.  

     We can share our commonality with all

     species, imaging such vulnerability of a 

     fish out of water, keep searching, and you’ll

     find us fade into the night rain.

     Then, unintentionally, rise like the sun.

     In a feather that floats upward.

     We make no apologies for being the Eagles

     that soars above the kites.

     Once we metamorphose from a caterpillar:

     Having the butterfly effect.

      In search of nectar/pollen, only to land on

      A black swan, when she looked around, she

      saw herself there, in the heart of a pistil 

      Flower.

      Here, balance is life.

      This is how we see ourselves.

     

     

Author's Note

This is where we see ourselves.

Reviews

[Neha agrawal]

It feels like a thoughtful journey inward, reminding us that understanding ourselves is both simple and profound. The flow and imagery invite the reader to pause and reflect truly inspiring.