No one around.
In a daze.
Is it the start?
Or is it done?
You are so quiet, I barely even know you are there.
You are so still, I can almost carry on as if you didn’t exist.
You are so silent, I think I am dreaming of you.
But in all your quietness, your being looms large, you burst into my consciousness, filling my awareness with all that is you.
I don’t know you, but you are me, and I am you.