I wonder, sometimes, when I’m all alone
What kind of a ghostly presence stays within unknown
Catching air and beholding it area like
It only exists, nobody can hold it.
What a lovely place is it away from the world
Seems an escape- a daydream, or also a nightmare
But it isn’t a place to fear or repose
Only called to know my-self more and more.
What puzzles me there, is the person I meet
Can it be the “Real I”; if not who am I???
Well, the search may go on beyond this realm
So why bother today, when someday I’d know.
“So engrossed as usual”, the voice I hear behind me
My friend is there to tell the day’s story
Now, I say myself, it’s time to leave
But soon I’ll be back to be with my lone real friend.
By SCH Melwil Vas SJ