Potentials Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

'This is all what I have, ' one may say
'And no more; simply nothing else, '
Yes, of course, I can be you and me.
Our talents and physics, trainings
That is ours; we can share and can give
Varied are the limits; too close, far as seas
With people, background, barriers and limits
There are times, for sorrow and 'sorry'
We can be, lost and found; with ‘maybe'
Where is line to stop, where are Thee?
In the bed, in office, on the street
Names differ, Serena to Gina; gather ‘Wood'