The One Who Knows | Mia Pal

The One Who Knows

" If only these eyes of flesh would break wide open and

I could see again through these transparent walls

To see until far, far away " you say

Feeling the illusory pain of separation ...

But pause ...

Who wants to see?

The One who knows does not need to see...

Because knowing is his strength and his creation .

Knowing is his seeing and his play.

And what if by seeing

You'd know all of a sudden that you "saw" too early

Just like when a big surprise party is being prepared for you

By your loved ones

In that special room ,

You can feel it in the air

You can hear the music playing softly

You can hear the happiness and the laughter Vibrating through the walls

The anticipation of what's coming.

So much preparation

And you know it's all for you ...

It's like when you'd still open the door

To make sure it's real,

And as soon as you opened that door

You would know

It was all too soon ...

That you opened just before the final preparations were taking place ...

And you could have had fun

Just waiting ...

Just knowing .

What if by opening the door

You would just close it?

Your play is still playing ,

Your characters are still enjoying their act

Whilst in the middle of it all

You are still creating it ...

Poem by Mia Pal

Submitted to Voyages of Light