You and I,
we are moving towards the same thing,
T H E S A M E P L A C E,
maybe you will get there sooner than I would,
or maybe I will be the first one to reach.
But eventually, we are all
going to be there.
It's home to the chunk of
cosmos bottled up in your body and mine.
What's T R A G I C is that,
our origin is the same and
so would be our destination.
But between us is a difference in
the roles we chose to play.
Our paths are intertwined but
you and I won't see that because we
might be at the same place but It's
at a different time.
Away from this place which is
neither yours nor mine,
I will see you at home,
in the womb of cosmos where we
both were made.
We are souls made of the same
C O S M I C P A R A D I G M.
This poem is about you and me. The relationship we share with all humans around us. The times we are living in are hard and we are fighting over the differences we think we have but you and I, we are forgetting that our origin was the same and so will be our destination. Maybe you will get there sooner than me or maybe I would be the first one to reach but eventually, we both will be there. Because it's home to our consciousness. Away from this world, which is neither yours nor mine, I will see you at home, in the womb of comes where we both were made.
Written by Rebekka Kaur
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