Finding what is lost..
Separation is the deceiver
Who seems innocent because
After all..things seem different
And bounded and special..
A suggestion otherwise seems
To mug common sense..but that
Nagging lack seems to
Hang on..and we overturn
Those separate things for relief..
The deceiver is elated and celebrates
Each of these new leases on life..
And the search continues in many
Villages..large and small..for that
Which has never been lost...