in truth all of us are related, interconnected, by blood, by flesh, <br />by thought, by the mere idea of interconnection we are all <br />interconnected, <br />on the philosophy of language <br />unless we are interconnected there <br />should have been no word as <br />interconnected, <br /> <br />soon you will discover that there is a thin line connecting your <br />eyelash to the tip of you toe that when you cut a dead nail <br />a tear may fall <br />unseen tears <br />that your dream may not even notice, <br />the butterfly to the star, <br />the star to the starfish <br />the atom to the the moon <br />the foxhole to the blackhole of this universe, <br />the lullabye of mother <br />to the hum of the earth <br />well detected by our human ears <br />that too the sun <br />has ears and fingers of its own <br />or the stars its sewing needles <br />that fall from the dark night skies, <br />my mind away many many miles from you <br />is interconnected <br />to your longing, <br />my death is your death too <br />and my dream of being reborn <br />is relative to the dusts <br />rested on your feet, <br /> <br />we are interconnected and soon we will know <br />that we are one <br />that this river that we pass for a hundred times <br />seen from above <br />this earth <br />is just one winding river <br />that we step upon <br />our eyes duped by all these <br />ordinary rocks and mountains<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-things-all-persons-are-interconnected/
