Like Talking In The Night Poem by Seshat Nibada

I live as if every moment/
As a crying prayer in the middle of the night
I carry so many images

Like a wounded soul of beautiful/
Habitation, I want reflections
Of identity, crystal stamps of experience

I live as if every moment/
As a new person, the stories
I rub my eyes for where you come from

Who you are, what you have done/
We all resemble each other
I take my place in love’s sanctuary

These are great moments to learn/
From the strength and wisdom of others
I live as if every moment

In the revelations of souls/
There is no separating differences here
We all walk in gardens of gold.