Outpost Poetry

When It All Came Together

It was the other night laying in a deep sleep that I felt the touch from the distance, a powerful trace of my wholeness giving me strength as the emerging self-confidence. A single fiber in which to build a life moving forward into the Unknown the danger of Now where change is everywhere reality peering in on the unawakened. I stood in my living room and I looked out the window and I saw the land disappear and the sky was cast out into the Mystery. I continued my search by pulling up a piece of the floor, I saw stars below. We were in orbit and living change was everywhere and there was nothing left of anything.

It is in this day forward, I put the hammer to the nail. Pulling the heavy wrenches even when I am tired and cannot lift my arms. I still move forward every day tied into another with deliberate action. Building the bridges that will link us with tomorrow. Laying down risk, trusting in the movement of my actions to get things done. Feeling the emotional pains of connecting with others even when it isn't safe. Stretching myself beyond present boundaries, staying with it, centered up in something positive, uniquely my own.

It is the movement that is necessary heading in a direction like up. I suit up in a jacket of Wholeness, towering high above the heavens to stand among my greatest dreams. I pull it together feeling traces of my own remembrance, my gifts, my talents, what I can do when I stand tall. Grateful for who I am and appreciative of those I build community with, I take the hoe in one hand and the seeds in another building a place of great beauty where all of life can share the mystery defining itself by reaching for the Impossible, by believing in the Wide Open. I suit up in a jacket of Awareness feeling tremendous self-confidence, growing it into my sense of things, feeling the physical sense of myself in movement. I join with the food I eat and the juices I drink to grow greater clarity, to burn bright this star of my own being, drawing from the Source of all Life, beyond light, deep inside sound. I define my movement in high emotions in the ongoing. A body of Energy centered up in ownership laying claim to all I am, thoughts and emotions, the physical presence, a body of Being, the slender body-self suited up in the jacket of wholeness.

Joe Nelson Icet
March 16, 2003

 

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