loneliness is really a quest
for something more.
not alignment with what already is,
but a search for something from a beyond.
something more inward becoming present.
some whole, though not yet declared as real.
a choir of connectedness that is yet to sing,
a cause
rooted in a deeper inwardness presenting.
loneliness is an honesty
yet to be realized as such.
not settle for a train station
of waiting for arrivals,
but a basic plead
for a shared richness to surface,
a common mind beyond polite kindness
beyond what tactics the self can muster,
a draw
that overwhelms the mundane drivenness
of that which compels
to become the livingness,
that opens the heart in complete connection.
yes, it is not yet claimed
but there is a query
that seeks an affinity beyond fondness,
a wholeness of rapture beyond embrace,
a sense of complete aliveness in living
and a loneliness to start with,
that basically,
ever so faintly remembers . . .
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