You and Me

I look at you and see limitation.

Whose limitation, whose fear?

Yours or mine?

Is this what I expect of you, or what is expected of me...what I see in you, or what I fear in me?

Who took the power from me, you or me?

When did I start to believe this is the way it has to be?

Till I remember myself to be that which exists beyond you and beyond me, and embraces all that exists, even you and me.