EXISTENTIALLY  ALONE

 My awareness of self makes me know I'm alone
 so confined and locked into the grey of my brain
 that the lurch which I feel when I trip on a stone
 or the red in a rainbow I see in the rain
      may be totally different for you.

 I believe that in love there are quanta of time
 when our shell of aloneness can actually breach
 and deep-felt emotions: brutish or fine
 are shared so completely that now we aren't 'Each'.
     Such moments remarkably few.

 Like the rock in the rapids where you and I stood
 in the turmoil and roar of the spume rushing by
 we were hugging each other as close as we could
 for a quantum of time, we were one you and I
      we both knew; that you felt it too.

 That leap of emota which each of us knew:
 as entangled electrons some light years apart
 must remain to each other, the same fixed and true;
 such emotional quanta are locked in my heart.
      And bind me forever to you.

 I ache still to share those brief moments sublime
 when we were together; not just side by side,
existentially 'one' for an instant of time.
 Our entangled memes sundered as soon as you died.
      I'm alone now with what we both knew.
 

-- John Henderson 2005