James Moore Poet Narrative

Notes About The Poem

Dreaming of Identity

(“Original Mind”, 2017, original encaustic mixed media)

In a dream I wander, 
Doing some assigned task
Dutifully
Somehow I’m face to face 
With a Buddha 
Who tells me my past life name
Of Pema So and So
Which inexplicably fills me with joy
Then I’m with a small group of fellows
Preparing to receive empowerment
With three full prostrations
And my old lama
As clear as day, 
Confronts me face to face
Asking what I am doing there
To which I simply say
I ended up here
After doing my chores
Removing ice and snow
And in that moment filled
To overflowing
With recognition of my true identity
I beam
As he simply shrugs and nods
And I awake.

(5/5/26)

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment