I am one.
I am one. You may not see me immediately, though I am present. You indeed may look past me. You may not recognize me 10 years into the future; where will I be? Will I be? I am only one. What is the significance of such a number? I am so close to zero; am I not nothing ? But that’s when I hear whispers. I am one. But my ears are two. And my two ears hear quiet murmurs. I hear the love of a stranger. The mumble grows. I listen to the God of this place and of this race. The voices increases. I am one. But my eyes are two. And I see writings on the wall. The teacher gives of her knowledge and… it’s marvelous. WAIT. The noise stops -- Where did it go? I am just one. There are so many of me. I am lost in a crowd. I am alone. I am only one...