Thursday, October 31, 2013

Essence


What is it
about air
that can both
caress as breeze
and flatten as storm?

What is it
about water
that can both
flow as stream
and rage as tsunami?

What is it
about fire
that can both
illuminate as flame
and devour as inferno?

The essence
of everything
is free
to take any form,
all form

The essence
of everything
is free,
not defined
by the form it takes

Forms are many
yet not one
can be separated
from its essence

What are
breeze and storm
but air itself?

What are
stream and tsunami
but water itself?

What are
flame and inferno
but fire itself?

What is it
about Life
that can appear as both
you there
and me here?

What are
you and I
but Life itself?

1 comment:

Maryanne Mesple said...

Your poetry is beautiful