NOW TOLD
 

While I'm here,
master of me,
I hurt to know your pain.

While I smile,
because of my choice,
I hurt to know you suffer.

While I'm at peace,
with nature as I live,
I hurt to know you struggle.

While I've touched,
my core deep within,
I hurt to think your plight.

While I'm free,
I cut my own chains,
I'm aware of your situation.

While I know,
it can't help a bit,
I still care about you.

While I can't fix,
while I can't improve,
I can't seem to reach out or touch,
I feel your pain,
I sense your need,
and want you to know that I care.

While I'm being,
floating with nature,
I want to share it with you.

I try to tell,
I try to say,
I try to show,
I try to explain,
I try to share,
I try to instill,
I try to teach,
but, I just write.

For what I say,
for what I feel,
for what I know,
for the free that is me,
for the feelings inside,
for the smile that I have,
for the way I react,
for what I know is real,
for what I experience each moment,
for the reality of life.

No one can relate to,
no one can believe,
no one can trust,
no one can conceive,
no one to touch,
alone, quite happy in a world of my own.
 

©Written by: Ed Kassirer
August 24, 2002