We seem to be growing,
spreading, changing, flowing,
moving without knowing
where all this is going.
It seems to be growing
our world, ourselves.
We watch, observe, perceive,
not knowing what to believe,
guessing what is to achieve.
We force our minds to conceive
something for us to receive,
a meaning for all this.
We seem not able to agree.
So different and split can be
our grasp of what we see !
Different with every degree
of what we consider "me"
is our awareness.
We always seek the order,
each label and its folder,
each human and his border.
Can we avoid disorder
and still remain the holder
of multitudes ?
