What about our whole ?

Is there a path ?
Is there a way,
through our exponential curves ?

Wall of people
we face each day
tests our rested nerves.

While we may prosper
others lay
and animals dwindle in reserves.

Free to be
our whole allows.
We can love and reject
live against death.
We hold to that which seems
to acknowledge our knowing,
react to our feeling,
meet our needs,
to be good, right and true.
We can follow our linear threads
of causality, meaning or purpose
of logic and language in league within themselves.

What about our whole
encompassing our all ?
Our unconditional past in the womb,
our terrestrial front here and now.
Our positive negative,
but more.
Who is present in the present,
next to other wholes,
alive and will die.