Are You there?
I seem to feel it.
Yet, I cannot see it.
Distracted by the rainbows of the day and the stars of the night.
What a joy is to be protected by a sky full of miracles.. Are you there?
There seems to be something beyond what I can see.
Yet, I cannot look thoroughly enough to comfort my doubting.
My vision is the one of a human.
I can see the colours and the shapes and the movements and the actions and reactions.
But who is to blame for all that I see?
Who is the painter and the shaper and the mover and the director of the scenes I witness?
My vision is the one of a human.
Yet, in the moment of every moment someone is seeing what my human eyes fail to.
Suddenly, the time stops and in that moment of no time, I realise.
You are there. You are everywhere. You are in me and I am in You.
Distance and time are transparent, they matter not.
My vision is the one of a human.
But my seeing is the one of a soul.
You are there. That was never to be questioned.
But where am I?
by Maria Hadjistylli