Only Breath

This is a prelude to a new post coming tomorrow about the recognition of my loss of identity and others’ need for ‘the story’.

Not
Christian or
Jew or
Muslim

Not
Hindu
Buddhist
Sufi
or Zen.

Not
any religion
or
cultural system.

I
am
not

from the
East
or the
West.

Not
out
of the ocean

or
up from
the ground

Not
natural
or
ethereal.

Not
composed
of
elements
at all.

I
do
not
exist

am
not
an
entity

in
this
world

or
in
the
next.

Did
not
descend

from
Adam
and
Eve

or
any
origin
story.

My
place
is
placeless

A mere
trace
of
the
traceless.

Neither
body
or
soul.

I
belong
to
the
beloved

have
seen
the
two
worlds

as
one

and
that
one

call
to
and
know

first
last
outer
inner

only
that
breath

breathing
human
being

~ Rumi