I don’t want to do anything today
Maybe just stare at a tree
And savour the nothing of everything
Or savour the wholeness of me
But what if I don’t feel whole
As I stare at the tree and just be
How do I feel whole all by myself?
When I need more than me, I need ‘we’
But is that true as I don’t feel alone
And when was ‘we’ all I knew?
Because I honestly know me better
Than I knew the workings of you
So now I’m knowing me more
And ‘we’ is no longer my all
I can feel whole all by myself
And puff my own cushion to comfort my fall.
So I am glad I did little today
That I stared at the tree, just to be
These thoughts they ease my chaos
And strengthen my faith in the wholeness of me