Thursday, February 6, 2014

I Call You Self

 
 




I call you self

mirrored in an iris
solitary drops
of tears
the dew of morning, fresh
gracing petals
pristine and magnificent


I call you self
standing in baptism
in blessing
naked in purity
no weights nor burdens
as the wind
your voice
speaks volumes of ages
of antiquated species


I call you self
alive in the turbine
the hurricane
the tsunami
the earthquake
the deep rich soil
beneath footpads
in other worlds
times and lives


I call you self
the fresh breeze
that kisses my cheeks
as my head tilts upward
towards skies of cerulean


I call you self
my beloved
for I love self
and self is love
and all of this


existing

is divine
as a dream
as no sleep
as the deep black dark
velvet coat of night
as the rich morning burst
like a palette of desire
the sun
shines
for you, my self


I call you self
for you are alive
and all of this
for you
for the universe
is self
the moons, planets, stars
are an extension
of your heart


the leaves of the trees are your limbs, love
your spirit is self


in this world, this great expanse
this book of knowing
and not knowing
being and not being
laughing and crying
loving and letting go


in this immense skyscrape

you
are
self


do not discount your being
you may be but one feather
on the tip of the wing
of an angels flight
but you are golden
self


so be happy
be happy self


for you are self
and this is what I call you


for I am you
self
my beloved mine


I belong to only you
and my heart whispers poetry
in this hollow place
this beauteous world
this troubled time


come, come and smile, self
you were born with wings
that beat as thunder
with the volcanic rumbling
of Mother
Father
Earth


simultaneous

self
my love
beloved self


I call you self

© Susan Marie

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