Somewhere
No matter what we're going through, the opposite is happening somewhere else at the same time. This awareness doesn't minimize our own experience but adds context and medicine to the truth of any given moment, the way a rip in the curtains we have drawn seems like a violation of the privacy we so wanted though it is only letting the light of the world in. This poem tries to understand this paradox.
matter go opposite happen time awareness minimize experience add context medicine truth give moment way rip curtain draw like violation privacy want let light world poem try understand paradox