I, like all of you,
While not lost for words
Am at times lost for knowing.
Words alone
Cannot take us to where we need to be
To understand
The vastness of being
And the dusts of us.
I, like all of you
Am full of wonder –
And wondering.
The languages that we know
Cannot explain creation
Nor can our minds
Pull apart any single or a hundred stars
To find the pulse of love.
I, like all of you –
And every human breath,
Without belief
Cannot sense my meaning.
All I can do is be,
Hoping my not knowing
Keeps moving me
Into becoming.
I know – at least,
Like all of you,
And gratefully so –
I can not do that
Alone.
If, somehow,
We could recognize our Oneness,
Accepting our unknowings
And our differences,
Our dusts may catch the sun
And violence among us
May find another voice
As we discover
The beginnings of love.
