The Strands of my Identity

There was a time long ago

when I may have been born innocent and pure

Such a long time ago in that space within an

alternate universe it seems

When a writhing tiny speck of humanity appeared

pushing its way out of the safety and warmth

Of the amniotic fluid of my mother's womb

Such was this beautiful miraculous thing

how was i to know that the beauty would not last

thrusting itself into this vast nothingness of seething bitumen

of humanity

From that ominous moment of the severing of the umbilical cord

i felt the cold hands of a cruel destiny take a grip of my soul

Even then I had known that this farce of an existence

would be driven upon a harsh, evil and unfeeling pathway

Yes, the road has been paved with misery, hardship, pain and loss

twisted at every turn by the tentacles which sought to choke and control

Through the forests, thickets, jungles, traps and snares

i have fought and clawed, ripped the guts out of myself and you

Allowing nothing to stand in my way, a determination to show life

that I would not be beat, controlled or be dictated to

Oh, it has taken a physical toll upon my body and soul

body pays the price in pain, loneliness and isolation

Sometimes self-inflicted, sometimes without a choice

but, I have overcome, I have arrived at myself

Now please don't judge me if my ego swells beyond pride of self

to yet assume that the world seems beneath my consideration

As it mocks and jeers at my audacity and feigned bravado

I now exist solely within the space of my own choosing

or so I tell myself with great audacity

I care not what the quaking world thinks, I am master of my ship

The universe may stop my heartbeat at a finger's snap

but I am ready, let it now do its worse

For I have won, you see

by the obstinate nature of my will......I am still here

Have I evolved into a dark queenliness that makes me feel invincible

that I think somehow sets me apart from the banal and uninteresting.

I feel emboldened, primed, ready to move on to the next phase of me

without apology, explanation or a moment's regret or care

Identity!

Am I the best me that I will ever be right now?

From here is there nowhere else but up.

Death is but another step in my evolutionary process!

The next rung on the ladder is infinity!

Have I have become......life!!!!!!!!!!!

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Bliss of Identity

All Nature is taught in radiant ways to move,

All beings are in myself embraced.

O fiery boundless Heart of joy and love,

How art thou beating in a mortal’s breast !

It is Thy rapture flaming through my nerves

And all my cells and atoms thrill with Thee ;

My body thy vessel is and only serves

As a living wine-cup of Thy ecstasy.

I am a center of Thy golden light

And I its vast and vague circumference,

Thou art my soul great, luminous and white

And Thine my mind and will and glowing sense.

Thy spirit’s infinite breath I feel in me;

My life is a throb of Thy eternity.

By Sri Aurobindo

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Revelation

No more my heart shall sob or grieve.

My days and nights dissolve in God’s own Light.

Above the toil of life my soul

Is a Bird of Fire winging the Infinite.

I have known the One and His secret Play,

And passed beyond the sea of Ignorance Dream.

In tune with Him, I sport and sing;

I own the golden Eye of the Supreme.

Drunk deep of Immortality,

I am the root and boughs of a teeming vast.

My Form I have known and realised.

The Supreme and I are one; all we outlast.

From ‘My Flute’ by Sri Chinmoy.

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