Oneness
Greetings Dear Blogworms!
How’s everyone been lately?
Winter is the time of cooping up, staying indoors, banishing the cold and bitterness that the outside world throws at us uninhibited - and this year it has been in floods (i.e. in the UK)…sigh.
I’ve spent most of this February indoors, making my best attempts at being At One with Oneself (as discussed in a blog post a long while back).
While feeding on the best of British telly (especially sitcoms, what a veritable treat they are for our visceral senses and hearts to feast on) and making merry with a couple of heart-rending novels, Yours Truly feels like sharing a poem she has penned on such Oneness and it goes like this:-
Oneness
We’re at One,
When we’re with our beloved,
We’re at One,
When we are all by ourselves.
One can mean being l-one-ly,
One can mean just the one.
One can mean monochrome,
One can mean no-one.
One can bore,
When steeped in monotony.
One can adore,
When freed in fantasy!
One is either right or wrong,
To be welcomed in a throng.
One is either here or there,
To be scaled as per the fare!
One can mean one,
Just one boon or one bone,
Or just one last song…
One can be you,
One can be me,
One can make up ‘We’!
