On The Inside of People

    

On The Inside of People

There are things on the inside of people

you can't know from the outside

Twisted vines and ovals
Shifting 
Separating    

Curving back towards one another

You might see something move in their eyes

Palpating thumps of flattened moments

Rise and fall 

Seeping across faces

(sometimes urgently)

out of bodies

hands 

shoulders

Then there are those who seem to have no inner motion

The ones who start....

Starring perplexed back at themselves

Drawing upon a hint of fluttering bird wing

Deciding gesture and pose

Pre-thought distribution of physical matter called Self

The slight of external eyes

wandering over questionable movements

Distorting songs

Crucial poetic slashes cut

Across timelines of potent expression

Who exists beyond the torment of external and internal life?

Who continues to live outside abstract thoughts running rampant in the heart mind?

Who can dissolve the pre-birth anxiousness of wanting and needing first breath?

Of toiling weightless

In the timeless time

In the spaceless space

Pushing towards opening expecting light

Ultimate escape from the realization of being

Of incessant wondering of the 

I AM

Within pure knowledge of silence 

Comes acceptance of totality

A free push and pull 

Of natural realms

Beginning forces 

Recognizing form.

-shem/2002