You & I?

by Megha Bajaj

My Lord...

I can see you in the crinkle of the child,
and in that ancient wrinkle of the old woman,

In the bright luminescent moon you lie,
and in the light, radiant ball called sun,

The hills, so silent, speak only of you,
The oceans, so noisy, listen only to you...

Wherever I look, I can see only you,
When I look in the mirror too...

I no longer know where I end, and where you begin...
I wonder, if there is a You & I, or are we just one?

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