Tonight

(As above, so below)

Tonight


I need to feel small
so I look up at the sky
blue-black, with glowing specks
piercing the dark part of me
and I want to feel huge
so I stare out into space
feeling myself connected, suspended
in the living web, the cold vacuum
pierced through by our being
We love in vibration, and kill
ourselves to protect ourselves
Together we’re woven in nets
à la Indra, dancing, dancing,
swaying in the wind like a tree

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Author’s Note: This poem was written on October 13, 2010. I feel joyful when I perceive my unity with the microcosm and the macrocosm, and know my consciousness is the link between them. It’s my resistance to that greater knowledge, my futile attempts to not feel so vulnerable and interconnected, that remains the challenge of being.