Wonder

I wonder...
How he does what he does,
How he says, what he means,
Why does the heart settle, yet the mind wonder?

Are we thinking one thought
when we touch the same entity?
One thought, one touch, captured in a pocket of the mind
tucked away, yet free to explore.

In his actions, the distant they are from me
does he keep that sensation in the back of his mind?
That pocket, waiting to be re-opened.

I know he knows,
I know he feels as I feel
his presence, his absence- all the same,
No change- one word- emotion; impartiality.

Losing yet gaining all the same,
The present, hand in hand with the future.
Working towards 'self' subconsciously
yet remaining close in mind with 'one'.

Oneself, to work.
Together, to find.
I wonder, to believe.
I know, to hold and trust.

The present running towards its fulfillment,
It will be captured; it will be done.
One day, when both the heart and mind settle.
Freedom.