Interconnectedness of being

I feel you in the morning light

as it soaks upon my skin.

Awakened from my dreaming slumber, I feel you.

And as I hear the morning birds sing, I feel you.

In the warm summer breeze,

as it encapsulates my body,

I feel you in the sunset hours.

When I lay upon your chest and listen to your heartbeat,

do I have to let you go?

I feel you when I'm alone inside my heart

I feel you even when we are miles apart,

I feel you in the pain and sorrow,