Singularity

There has to be a plan

Something must explain the lay of the land

The question of One and plenty has plagued our minds

Search for Singularity has intrigued the science and spiritual giants

What others have seen does not satisfy my quest

I’ll have to see it myself if I want to quench the thirst

I want to believe in the One, but the problem of plenty remain

All I see is faces and misery, but oddly in one frame.

Waves in the sea or bees in the hive

Sunlight pervading the earth or darkness engulfing the space

The plenty submerges…and what remains is the One.

Isn’t it funny how we take pride in the faces and forms?!

Separate identity is just an illusion, being One is the only norm.