I bumped into you. Barely turning your head my way, your reflex response was, “oops, sorry”, and you moved on. You did not “see” me.
A memory of a strange movie I saw as a child comes. Its character was blind, deaf and mute. A song plays in my mind…
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
Listening to you I get the music
Gazing at you I get the heat
Following you I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet
Right behind you I see the millions
On you I see the glory
From you I get opinions
From you I get the story
Listening to you I get the music
Gazing at you I get the heat
Following you I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet *
The crowds are huge and I wander alone. Looking carefully at faces I pass, my ears hear multitudes of many voices. Walking in and out of the streams of people, I visualize the currents of our existence. We bump into each other but do not connect, no matter how much we touch.
A pain enters my heart and I begin to cry from within for the more we are meant to be…
* Lyrics by The Who- – See Me, Feel Me