i am one with the number 1
and we are two
both of us are at one
it is called the self to the hindu
to me i call it truth
i shouldn't have gone this far on the meditation
now i'm doomed to write line after line
till the ten thousand things
are ten thousand lines of questing
lost and forgetting
finding
myself
with my mind
lost again
i told myself not to go on
i should have remembered it is just me
i forgot
it was just me
now i am two
one wishing i could finish this poem
and another wishing i had never begun