Your Suffering

It is a thin gray line

Between your gray matter

And mine.

An empath

I experience Oneness

―Ours

Yours and mine

And You

May be anyone

At any time.

This cosmic holiness

Equates

To an earthly royal mess

When I can not distinguish

Our separateness―

Your anguish

Becoming my distress

Your suffering

I try to redress

Until

Like a yo-yo

Returning to my palm

I am called back again

To my own centered calm.