Never Alone

You are never alone. Even in your most dire loneliness, it's always there. You don't see it, but you feel its presence. Like a fluttering sparrow or a tweeting robin. By your side, perched on your shoulder, walking along with you, jogging by your side, balancing on your bike handlebar, sitting in the chair next to you, on the window sill, on the fridge if you are making tea in the wee hours of morning, laughing with you, weeping with you, listening to music you are listening to on the radio, watching what you are watching on the television, always respecting your sense and need for privacy, never intruding into your innermost thoughts, never overbearing on your anxious moments. It's not a part of you. You are a part of it. Know the difference? Some call it soul. Some call it consciousness. Some call it God. I also would like to call it something, by some name, by some id, And then again, I wonder why call it anything at all? Just make friends with it. True friends never care about names and the tags that go along with. It's there. It's always there. And that's all that matters.