Poem response to Alan Watts’ lecture on self-identity

In that body is a heart beating.
In that one is a Soul feeling.
Through those eyes the Divine is peeping
with a mouth asking,
“Remember me?
I am ugly.
I am beautiful.
I am everything.
I am you.
We are one.”

If I face that face with my face
expressing disdain
Am I self-effacing or self-disgracing?
If I open my arms to those arms
inviting
Am I reuniting or self-embracing?
Who knows.

Who is you.
In that body is a heart beating,
and in that one is a Soul feeling.
The Divine one peeping through memoried eyes
asking, “Remember me?”


2 am
22 August 2012

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