High tide

On a cloudy day that commemorates
the building of a nation.
A people. I stop for a moment.
It is a day off from work.
I wake up early. Get some exercise.
Get groceries and milk.
Have some breakfast.
Hear a few patriotic songs
being played outside.
People having returned to their homes,
after the morning flag hoisting
and distribution of sweets.
Talk to my loved ones.
And then hit a wall.
Silence comes in like a high tide.
slow but affirming.
I have to step back into consciousness.
from the skin i live in.
And confront the questions.

The world

I am running
I am climbing
I am walking
Breathing.
I am thinking.
I am living.
I am struggling.
Fighting.
Smiling.
Laughing.
I am listening.
I am talking.
I am trying not to be angry.
Prejudiced.
I am trying to be strong. but.
Dispassionate.
Aware. and yet.
Indifferent.
I am trying to achieve. without.
Emotion.
I am moving.
While standing still.
I live. While I die.
I scorn others.
While i smile at them.
I cry for myself.
While i laugh at the mirror.
I am the duality.
I am the world.