pure and naked Presence


collisions between my various and sundry selves went on for years
self in heart didn’t match any of the selves that were packed away
in the rat-pack of possessions that head-self needed to keep
just in case …

head-self hung on to boxed-selves,
heart-self ached for unknowable Self beyond selves

eventually the inevitable came to pass:
the packaged persons were faced
the battleground was marked out and war raged
until all the selves – head’s and heart’s, ‘lower’ and ‘higher’
were seen as one delusion

all selves

that was the catastrophic and unavoidable end
and the sweet, fresh, ever-renewing rebirth
as pure and naked Presence