I'm new, so I hope I'm doing this right. Your poem is the first one I clicked on & I hope that there are more like this, in quality & subject. This reads like an inner-conversation, one I think I've had while attempting meditation. All those thoughts of what is, what isn't and what could be. The idea of reaching and not reaching some sort of enlightenment. They can be very heavy lines to think along. It's in this wandering, wondering way that you explore the idea of the tangible & intangible aspects of being becoming one, but also the possibility of not achieving this. It also reads like a longing love poem, lovers to be reunited (I like to think my body and soul are lovers). It's important to keep searching & searching & searching, even when it gets tiresome & you could really use a destination & reassurance. Best to just let go, be directionless, really be it. I also enjoyed the different natural qualities you brought in to it, like watching the birds for answers. Plenty can be learned from what's beyond concrete & buildings, you just have to look. I guess it can put a strain on the eyes sometimes though, trying to see meaning.
Stay warm. There was something about critiquing, but not a thing to critique in mine eyes.