My Space Masquerade

Who is this man

She pondered, peering deep

Into the depths of her monitor,

Leaning ahead,

Leaning back,

Slowly stirring her coffee,

Who is this man?

Is it a man?

Who is this woman

He wondered almost out loud,

Sipping his coffee, looking from

Different angles,

Walking back and forth

In front of his computer,

Who is this woman?

Is it a woman?

He recalled Damodhar’s words,

The inner spiritual journey

Will be heaven and will be hell

But will be worth it.

You’ll see.

Stephen Nesbitt ©