Alone,

With nobody to listen.

Gifts to share,

No reception of these.

Walk away,

For a thousand times.

Heart expansion,

Pulling us to where needed.

Will anyone listen?

It does not matter.

Will anyone notice?

More attachment.

Deep within the self,

The Universe awaits its birth.

For all things,

All realities,

Exist as they’ve always been.

Alone,

Or omnipresent?

We are,

Are we.

Friending Alone,

Greeting new days.

Helping self,

Helping All.

Help just one person,

That person is self.

~Ani Po