lift me up

exactly what
part
of this body, this history,
this personality
makes me?

I am earth,
brought to my knees by questions, yet
born of the unknown;

Racked with longing,
subatomic emptiness,
formless passion,
living hopefulness.

That which is beautiful, i cannot
touch, yet feel it,
rising.

I breathe in,
clean air tinged with holiness,
and exhale my human dioxide
into space.

This tree, it breathes
conversely as I
breathe,
this Yin,
all beings-
all who share this experience;

inseperable
drops of creation.

let it

in your life
you will lose your mind

as well as
lovers,
lots of money,
your parents,

possibly
a child

and eventually,
you’ll lose your memory too.

But don’t fret, don’t you count the tears-
life is inexhaustible.

Today is here, and you are not yet
gone.

So open your arms,
own nothing, and thank the miracle
that put you here.