All Things All Persons Are Interconnected Poem by RIC BASTASA

in truth all of us are related, interconnected, by blood, by flesh,
by thought, by the mere idea of interconnection we are all
interconnected,
on the philosophy of language
unless we are interconnected there
should have been no word as
interconnected,

soon you will discover that there is a thin line connecting your
eyelash to the tip of you toe that when you cut a dead nail
a tear may fall
unseen tears
that your dream may not even notice,
the butterfly to the star,
the star to the starfish
the atom to the the moon
the foxhole to the blackhole of this universe,
the lullabye of mother
to the hum of the earth
well detected by our human ears
that too the sun
has ears and fingers of its own
or the stars its sewing needles
that fall from the dark night skies,
my mind away many many miles from you
is interconnected
to your longing,
my death is your death too
and my dream of being reborn
is relative to the dusts
rested on your feet,

we are interconnected and soon we will know
that we are one
that this river that we pass for a hundred times
seen from above
this earth
is just one winding river
that we step upon
our eyes duped by all these
ordinary rocks and mountains