Our Togetherness

When I see faces 

Both young and old

Of beautiful women 

And beautiful young men and old men.

Loving generous men and women, 

Despite their body colour,

It's their eyes that speak to me 

Of love and their loving instincts,

And I am instantly filled 

With intense love and delight unutterable 

In any kind of speech or words,

They are not away from me;

They are all absolutely my own family 

Everywhere on planet Earth.

Here I feel like kissing the forehead 

Of an old generous Englishman;

There I feel like lovingly feeding

A beautiful young African girl,

They might think we are so different 

And far far away from each other 

But I feel and clearly see 

Our togetherness inside and within me;

In fact, it is not any togetherness;

It's an indivisible integral whole 

That's nothing but me and me 

Yes only me and no one lives apart 

From others but each lives within the other;

Doesn't matter whether friends 

Or enemies they think they might be.