I am not a concept
Nor a statistic
Or a Latin name scratched in the pages of an ancient tome.
I am not the image in your camera
Not a painted visage
Not a stencil on your shirt.
I am that part of you
shed ten thousand years before
who refuses to be imprisoned in the skin of imagination.
I am everything you want to be
And everything you fear:
I am Truth.
Unerringly,
I stalk and grab you cowering
in the refuge of separation.
Mercilessly,
I pull your entangled mind along reality’s rocky shore.
Then, gently,
I return you to yourself
to rest in the blinding sweet waters
of the
infinite
One.
Photo credit: Charlie Russell
~ Dedicated to Ox ~
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