Being One With the World

I could sit here by the window and taste the breeze

Relax with the pastel of dawn and breathe the surreal calm

I could sit here and watch the world embrace love from the beginning and fall in love with its morning smile

Knowing its our time to share our locked up happiness and tears

I could sit here and wait for the orchestra to begin playing and the passion to rain

For the time when brilliance and exotic tango and for ardently displayed art

I could sit here and wait to watch the coral sunset dawn on my wall and sweep me into its surreptitious fantasy

Knowing that I'll be back with its whispered secrets.

Being One In The World will Never Equal to Being One With The World.

Maria Yousuf