Tag: wandering centre

Even if
I love
You,
I won’t chase
You.

I am a tiny dust,
They are giant stars.
I realise at last,
Their silence gives me scars.

I am a wandering centre
That spins peacefully,
In solitude
Giving blessings
From a distance
Until someday
They can feel what I feel,
They can see what I see,
They can hear what I hear,
They can taste what I taste,
They can touch what I touch,
They not be what I not be.

——

still, centred yet wandering with the universe