You are simply not separate

It is only in recent years
That I have begun to
Feel and truly notice 
The few precious moments 
On random, infrequent days
When the edges of what
I learnt to regard as myself 
Dissolve just a tiny bit
In spontaneous release
Where the accompanying 
Spaciousness requires no
Opinions to be formed
Nor any beliefs to be held

The soil has no opinions 
As it nourishes the roots
Of every tree that grows
Silently breathing out life
The soaring bird and the sky
Hold each other in embrace 
But no belief is needed
In orienting them aloft 
This pondering is sundered
By the world’s shrill clamour
That daily thrusts notions
Of borders and boundaries 
Into my thoughts, demanding 
That I fragment myself

Then I must practice waiting 
Surely the tempo will change
When the Möbius strip of time
Reveals an unbounded grace.

*With grateful thanks to

Sudipto Ghosh

for the title.