I feel as if

I feel as if

we are all

somewhat persons of destiny

we are called

vacantly called

humbly and impassively called

though muted and subdued at times

but called

to and through

the presence in small things

as they are true to the moment

but our minds are slow twitched

always with interpretations ongoing

though the senses never lie

but miss things even the obvious

and the inner dialogues

of constancy and reminding

and the face to face as an honoring

for us to convey

yet through all of this as medium

there we are as a singular message

as a deeper meaning reflecting light

in the meldings from within

yet abounding all around

the camouflage given from diversity

inferring an incomplete oneness

honoring towards the outing of now