Parts of the Whole

Come,
sail with me on the quiet pond.
The shores are shrouded,
the surface smooth.
We are vessels on the pond
and we are one with the pond.
A fine wake spreads out behind us,
traveling throughout the misty waters.
Its subtle waves register our passage.
Your wake and mine coalesce,
they form a pattern that mirrors
your movement as well as mine.
As other vessels, who are also us,
sail the pond that is us as well,
their waves intersect with both of ours.
The pond’s surface comes alive
with wave upon wave, ripple upon ripple.
They are the memory of our being.
The waters whisper from you to me and from me to you,
and from both of us to all the others who sail the pond:
Our separateness is an illusion;
we are interconnected parts of the whole-
we are a pond with movement and memory.
Our reality is larger then you and me,
and all the vessels that sail the waters,
and all the waters on which they sail.
- Ervin Laszlo
Science and the Akashic Field

Beautiful Poem luda :lovesigh:

Many Blessings

awesome poem, thanks for sharing

Awesome poem! Great analogy of oneness!
Thank you!

i loved the poem it was beautiful, thank you for posting it. i enjoy reading good poetry.

I am glad you guys like it.