SPERIT
Faith
Reality
POETRY
Hafiz
Hulen
Kunitz
Oliver
RUMI
Worm's
Waking
Guest
House
Water-
wheel
This We
Have
Now
Sunrise
Ruby
I Have
Such a
Teacher
Only
Breath
In the
Arc of
Your
Mallet
Come to
the or-
chard in
Spring
Say I
Am You
 
ONLY  BREATH
 
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 the next,
did not descend from Adam or Eve or any
 
  origin story. My place is placeless, a 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.
 
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