Thursday, February 15, 2007

Mudskipper


Sometimes swimming,
Sometimes jumping
Out of the water to look around
A part of both worlds,
And yet apart from both worlds,
Quietly lonely
Yet laughing at the paradoxes of each…
Knowing that neither existence is better or worse than the other…
Both world are the same.

Some days wheeling
Some days walking
Standing or sitting, trying
To take it all in…
A part of two cultures
Yet apart from both cultures
Blessed and relieved and lucky
Yet confused and cursed and lonely…
Trying to comprehend the complexities
Of the interplay
Of two very different worlds.

I am a mudskipper.



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