Recording The Reality Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

If Reality only exists by observing it: —
Do your memories are matching mine?

When our hearts, and our minds,
Were such precisely synchronised!

Tuning into the same frequency…
When I used to observe you,

While you were looking away, —
Did your peripheral vision
Recorded those moments?

And your mind ignored the front view:
Never recorded—never existing?

Or, perhaps, existing only for other observers;
Becoming their own reality—a different Reality,
Taking place at the same time.

For Reality is—to be present with your whole being.