Anonymity
In a crowd of ten thousand, I trudge against the relentless current of nameless people. I try to look each person in the eye, but their gaze is elsewhere. They talk on the phone. They talk to each other. They talk to everyone. But me.
Their language is different. I don’t understand their words. I yell, but no one hears.
I am in the crowd. I am the crowd. I feel so crowded.
And so alone.
Like a blade of grass in a field. A grain of sand on a beach. A single leaf on a tree. A solitary person in a sea of people.
But you heard me, didn’t you? My words made sense to you, didn’t they? You are in the crowd too, aren’t you?
The ebb and flow carries us down the current. And we float like a blade of grass, a grain of sand, a single leaf to an unknown shore where we understand one another, faces have names and words make sense.
Seemingly chaotic at times, there’s a certain grace to it all, wouldn’t you say?
Posted in introspective, thoughts/life
April 3rd, 2008 at 1:40 pm
I understand.
I am in the crowd. I am the crowd. I feel so crowded too.
And at the same time why so alone?
I must believe there is a certain grace to it all.