Richo's World of Seeds, Weeds and Deeds

Who Am I?

Am I this body,
Womb to tomb,
Protoplasm, orgasm, proliferation
And ultimately, decomposition?

Am I this ego,
Like a chunk of space debris
Making a bright streak of oxidation,
Burning through the atmosphere of praise, defense and fear?

Am I this mind,
Rendered sharp in practice,
Cutting through adversaries
And memories until they bleed?

Am I this emotion,
The inner tide of hate and desire,
Twisting me into something I am not,
Controlled only by discretion?

Am I this heart,
That yearns to engulf the whole,
Truth, beauty, fragrance of flower,
The seat of my true self, the coals of my fire?

Or am I this spirit,
That hovers and smiles
At my human attachments,
My worries and judgements?

I stand on the beach, stare out at the sun,
Sinking red on the world’s horizon,
Me no different than sand flea or sparrow,
With great Nature–one.

Comments on: "Who Am I?" (4)

  1. Jasmine said:

    LOVE!

  2. <3 Am I this heart,
    That yearns to engulf the whole,
    Truth, beauty, fragrance of flower,
    The seat of my true self, the coals of my fire? <3

  3. You are such a natural poet that can describe the human experience through beauteous words! I absolutely loved this poem. Where can I check out more of your work?!
    Celine | http://www.odi-tampa.com/aboutus.html

    • um, the poetry is not published anywhere but i do have some books out. “making plant medicine” is probably the best known. it does have some stories (and some math). r

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