All then rays of the single sun.

All then rays of the single sun,
imagined divisions of the ultimate one,
individual viewpoints seemingly alone,
drifting on tides,
far from our home,
we remember,
we remember,
we return to self,
for you must know poverty to appreciate wealth,
and you must have thirst before you can drink,
and indeed we are seldom that that we think,
just reflections on the pond,
itself a shadow of the sea,
But the truth of the oneness is the home of the free.

by Dimlo for Unasleep 29/12/2011