I am dharma

I am the scurrying vole in the talons of a swooping hawk.
I am where the mountain breaks the air,
I am the plum sky dissolving to the golden horizon,
I am the shadow of the clouds that nuzzle the Earth,
I am the vail of mist and the breath of my breath.

I am the cities and the buildings and the roads
I am the cement the steel and the iron
I am the legions or workers and the industry of nations
I am the atomic bomb and the internet
I am the electronic and the plasma

I am the stars in the sky,
I am the sun and the moon
I am the brilliant nova
I am the seamless dark

I am life and death
I am suffering and sufferer,
I am euphoria and delight.
I am the hot rocks, core and the burnt crust,
I am shining light and the womb

I am the crying babe and the gasp of death
I am birth of awareness and spark of thought
I am sickness, the fever and the cough
I am medicine
I am the face of the hopeless

I am the beggar and the businessman
I am ragged and the *****
I am sleek and the clean
I am spit upon and the downtrodden

I am all
I am nothing

I am dharma.

Breathe