We are each our own

In beat and measure we set our lives,
a daily routine becoming daily grind.
At times we see our deficiencies,
as nothing more than effect of cause.

And yet, we shun the unexamined life,
to strive for recognition when we ourselves
fail to recognize.

So insular we've become.
Even those of us who claim empathy.
Solace and solitude compete,
for our essential natures.

Where from here?
No man is an island?
We are each our own universe.

M.J McGuire-Curry
October 10 2007