Poem3

I am like everyone.
Everyone I have met.

Every flaw I saw in them,
seems to be in myself.

Every denial I have made,
seems no longer deniable.

Is this a road to forgiveness?
Is this a road to surrender?

I am like you,
You are like me.

What do I see in you?
What do you see in me?

Whatever we see in each others,
if we could send love to what we see,

maybe,
that's when we become one again.