Do you know of your loneliness?

The rumble of the train is loud,
the creak of the beams soft.
The rain on the roof is constant-
all is well.

The rustle of cloth is soft,
the silence of strangers loud.
The oppression of stares is constant-
Yet, can you tell?

4 April 2006

The strangers that i meet have always facinated me. It is a kind of miracle that one can meet each other everyday, a chance that God has given to converse with another, be it just a smile or a salutation. Yet, we have lost the ability to say a simple 'good morning', for fear of rejection or disdain.

What inspires this fear? and where is that sense of community and belonging? I write much about being alone and not being able to reach out, and yet, this is how we isolate ourselves, within.

Is this how we will live our lives? So near, and yet so unreachable. Physically, our bodies may touch, but spiritually, we are miles and miles away. Are all these walls necessary, or have they been erected as a shield to protect ourselves? If so, what has gone wrong, that we need such walls to cower behind, lost in our own ruminations?

I do not like to criticize, and indeed, am afraid to do so. I dislike causing others pain and discomfort, and yet, i find that it is exactly what our education requires of us, to instill the sense of efficiency in work. And thus, what happens to our emotional development? No wonder why people need more psycologists today.