Knowing Myself

Bright eyes of love tell me where in the world I’m confined? Am I beyond the horizon or cornered in the mind Caged in iron bars of grief, arcing the universe I plunge into deep seas, myself the coffin, the hearse At times, I’m smaller than plankton, a dot on the page Then soar like Colosus, the glory of an age Hunked like a boulder, no Hercules could lift me Swirling like perfume, no finger could sift me If you search for me, my love, I’m no where to be found Think of me I’m everywhere: the sky, the sea, the ground Sometimes my exploring soul re-conquers the cosmos Sometimes I,m paupered by brute desire counting the loss Unlike the sun I’ll never sink or skulk, or be eclipsed: In day or night I’ll shine through your eyes, your fingertips In every breath I’m balanced in the cradle of my dying Yamin’s alive in every smile, in each new baby crying ----