Composed on 6/28/2020 6:30 am
Bloating in joy
Drowning in pride
Moment to soar
Thinking it’s “I”
Raising the glass
Giving a toast
To all who helped me
On this crazy past
Thinking it’s “I”
Writing this poem,
Thinking it’s “I”
Making a change
What a fool is this “I”
Forgetting something
Forgetting that “I”
is not the source
Branch of a tree
Is this tiny “I”
Confusing its life
With a landscape of trees
Circles of delusion
On and on
Like a Ferris-wheel
At the children’s park
Forgetting when up
Remembering when down
That it’s all you
That it’s all you
It’s not “I” at all
Oh wait...
Nor It’s “you”
It’s just us...
As we are now one.
Stones stacked on my hike path!
AMBKJ
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