Feel Like Crying

Yesterday all I could do is cry in the latter part of the day. Sometimes that's all you can offer to someone is a lending ear and cry with them. That's what I did. I must say for the first time in my entire life, I pictured my mom as a young woman. Not that she's old, I could see in my minds thought the inner child I suppose of my mother. But that was just the beginning. I could put myself in the shoes of many and began to see all that are near and dear to me in the same light. Once my thoughts turned to all of the things that I know to be going on with those I love, all I could do is cry more. My philosophy of life differs from that of most, and I am okay with that. I did, however, grasp a new concept. The only thing I can think to do is to share it in the form of poetry. If you know how my brain works, then you'd know that if you are reading this I would expect their to be a certain ambiance or mood while one would read the words I write. Preferably in the environment of music. That is because it will instill the words into your mind and affect your feelings and emphasize what one says, which makes music the unspoken power. So, my choice for this would be Il Divo or some other form of classical or opera music..but Il Divo "La Fuerza Mayor" would be the one that I'd listen to. *sigh* Yes, that was another one of my tangents. Tomorrow's tangent or one at a later date would be, communicating with friends/family/neighbors/lovers in a way that is not condescending, overbearing or left with one feeling "inferior" to whom they are speaking. That I believe occurs far to often. Makes it difficult to have conversations with people when one feels that way. They don't want to open up...oh wait..that's tomorrows tangent again. I knew that. Ahem, okay, so here is my poem. Please first create your mood or ambiance as you read and look deep inside yourself: I am you and you are me

I am you and you are me.
A man asks, how can that be?
The air I breathe, you breathe
My heart beats also within thee.
How?
Remember when you cry, I cry,
When you laugh, I laugh,
When your hurt, I hurt,
When I love you and you love me,
You are in me and I am in thee.
Because our hearts let this be.
"I am in the Father and the Father is in me"
Strong words that one can't understand,
That it is love that transcends all of man.
From the beginning of time and through eternity,
The power of love is how life came to be.
I am in you and you are in me.
You make a choice and a choice makes me,
because I am in you and you are me.
Your life for good is mine as well.
Your life for bad is my living hell.
When you are you and I am me,
We live in each other's reality.
The substance that binds you to me,
and keeps all of living life in harmony,
The unseen force that makes us be,
The one truth that always will remain,
The love that exists will never change.
Of course you are still you and I am still me,
Each of with our own unique ability
But still
I am you and you are me.

So since I did not pre write this poem, I'm sure it could be edited. I'll call it a working poem. But I hope that you can see and understand what it means. Don't be a person be a thing. Be something or someone else. One can only try to empathize with people. In my young life, I can think of many things that Ive experienced that may see to be more bad than good. But its always been my desire to know what others feel, and though I can't completely because you will always be you and experience life in your own way, I can love freely. This is the way my mind works and the thoughts that occupy it. It's my own self discovery.