Tell me all the mountain peaks
you've climbed up...
The taste of being in complete
unison between sky and land.
Tell me what has un-tethered you
from your trafficked mind
to the true self, instinctual
and intuitive, full of light and heat
Tell me what has sharpened each
and every one of your senses
into the undeniable acuity -
a rock steady solitary march
from the cold bumper to bumper city
to the rest of the vibrant world
many of us carry through without
noticing - Tell me who you are today
and I will sit and watch you bloom
in silence and awe.
August. The sun has risen yet the Oregon Summer is fleeting. Tomorrow it rains, today it is windy. Yesterday it was blazing. I find myself tripping back into regularity, ceasing to challenge myself in pursuit of worldly and basic schedules. A small voice in the background keeps whispering, "Is this what I truly am?" Am I just a body of sexuality, of routine and shallow thoughts? Yesterday, I was. Today, I am reaching to the sky yet again. Tomorrow will come and I would love to share my story with it.