Looking at me looking

Closing my eyes I seek the quiet.
Yet a world emerges.
Thoughts rush in from seemingly everywhere
Sensations explode and pass to nowhere
Emotions boil and fall like rain
Slowly they catch me less
Briefly my attention lies in the space they arise.

And just for a moment, I catch it. 
Almost out of the corner of my eye.
The very edge of my consciousness. 
A flash, that appeared as clear as day,
But dropped into the background.
It’s as if there is someone else here.
Another in this space of mine. 

My stomach drops.
Fear boils. 
Am I crazy? Lost? 
Why am I not alone? 

It comes again. Who’s there? 

Me

As if I’m looking in from the other side.
Consciousness looking back in on itself.
Awareness experiencing awareness. 
Said so many times. 
So many ways.

This time
Felt, not heard. 
Experienced, not seen. 

 It was always me.