Coincide
“Whether we are at home or in a public spot or caught in a traffic jam or walking into a movie, we can stop and look at the other people there and realize that in pain and in joy they are just like me. Just like me they don’t want to feel physical pain or insecurity or rejection. Just like me they want to feel respected and physically comfortable.” -Pema Chödrön
In auburn, coloring perspectives becomes subjective sin,
I honor the awe filled spacious landscapes of turbulence and jaded forests,
opulence coinciding with swirling electrons of an advanced mind,
hurricanes on faces that are perturbed by debt and deceit.
It is a straightforward fear of oncoming doubt,
perfected for my raison d’être, one is to pay attention,
conclusions come at the intersection of play and injustice,
recognizing one foot in front of the other, one facial expression for all that is.
It is a common man’s agenda; the achievement of peace and admiration,
the simplest things can add tempest to the ordinary mind,
lovers behave in the wicked ways of sumptuous conjuncture,
speaking common tongues at the end of each tired working day,
where solidarity is left onwards while, on the right, rests the shoulder that was leaned upon.
