All That I Can Be


only ever one glass of wine

no matter how beautiful the pair might seem together,

each crafted individually, exquisitely unique

engendered with a particular essence

a minion among snowflakes, crystals, stars

yet nothing about us uniquely other than one person,

an individual cell, a single being, being human

one body, one mind

one soul of an old and scarly cat,

smugly contemplating tolerance

everything we love expresses how we feel

about this organ of water and air

this mind of matter and darkness

this exposed soul of a universal want and need

to plant the seed

that I am the earth I stand upon

I live in light and love

I breathe my air

I admire the flower that I am

that grows upon the earth I nurture

with my tears of joy,

for as I turn from day to day

the wind I create caresses my body

I am the earth

I am all that I see,

all that I feel,

all that I can be


if we were one light

how brilliant would we shine

the heavens would cease running away

and look back upon us

as the star over Bethlehem

or the light of Mecca

if we were one surface

monumentally varied and etched

with the wisdom of ages

what a beautiful color our skin would be

blinded by the light and sensitive to the touch

if we were one breath

drawing in everything that has been

and will be, nurturing every pore of our being,

we would fill the valleys and rivers of our awareness

with an inner sigh of recognition.

that we are the earth

all that was and will be

then, and all that we can see

is what we imagine love to be

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s