The Universe Shares This Body With Me Poem by john tiong chunghoo

I am only sharing
this body with
the universe
that proffers
air, water, forests
and the stars
for its components

we help to maintain
its welfare
and survival
for the birth of
a new universe

multi faceted
multi dimensional
a conundrum
a mystifying puzzle
racking the artistic
scientific universe
reconfigured in
a box of grey matter
with thoughts as
its new infinity

It has triggered
a blast of
mind boggling fun

the universe and i
dance and we party
through a gamut
of emotions

they translate into
a million voices in colours,
words and music

in between the ever
changing vibrant, ,
frantic, fluid to a slow,
heartrending and raw steps
one wonders about
the stake i am in;
is it to provide
the soul and the feel
for everything
to come into life?

we have whittled through
the possible and
the impossible - we have
shed hot tears, embrace,
hug and even find the
love in listening to
each other's echoes,
we quarrel sometimes
over petty issues
like the universe
not sharing with me
larger rounder eyes
or a taller frame,
heave on each
other's shoulders till
we have had enough
to part; he recedes to
the stone, sand, dust
and everything he has
to give us a good time

our synergy gives
birth to a new
energy to make it
a dearer and
meaningful place that
makes all the difference

never mind for
a second
round of fun
even if it means
stepping on each
other's feet

the universe remains
quiet as ever
whispering wonders
in our sublimal core

the stars twinkle and
twinkle as if saying
yes more rounds to
come more rounds
to come more rounds
of sweet sharings

(the third eye is
the eye of
the universe
opening the way
to divine experience
lighting up the details
and map of the
whole fixture)