The Recognition

I gaze upon those with whom I see as those who look like me

But as I stand to face them, and look into their eyes, I see things I do not recognise. Despite the skins they wear.

I peer into them as strange things.

Aliens and vacuous beings

The search begins to look into the eyes of those who carry the light

The light that shines the same as mine

The light I can warm myself with

So that not only do we look right together

But to also see into each other as equals

As one

As those who recognise each other as home, sustenance and pure energy.

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