You’re Never Alone: A Christmas Greeting
(Thoughts inspired by the fact of the many that are alone at Christmas.)
I’ve written you are born, live, die alone:
A bubble, unit, oneness, monad.
On the toilet, in the bed, trillion atoms in your head
“United by their filaments to form a group.”*
Now I tell you otherwise.
Is what I said illusionized?
The truth of it
Sits in the multi-size
I’ve said we are a monad, one;
A simple entity such as an atom or a person.**
This being true on every level:
We but grope, we hope, we soap ourselves
In suds of sorrow - isolated.
Whoosh, it’s but to alter view,
There’s a commonness t’ween me and you.
You’re capable of doing it,
Our minds determining what truth we see.
Accompanied by company
Or vague, irrational ‘aloneness in a crowd’;
Unseen or seen, silent, loud
It is our minds that form reality.
Somewhere and everywhere
To touch your arm, take your despair,
Create endorphin, oxytocin, dopamine and serotonin:
Collectively the Happy Hormone***
Giving capability to ‘Happy to be on your own’
Joined synapses, neurotransmitters
In a happy get together,
Body/soul a whole lot better!
** See Leibniz.
Monad -- Lezley Saar