Becoming
Ekphrastic poem written to Akira Kusaka's painting, "Dawn Soup."
Becoming
There I am
across the table from myself
unformed
I offer her warm soup
in this cold dawn, new moon
altar to our beginning
We sit in quiet
listening for first light
Two wonderfully provocative ideas... always hovering at the edges of our awareness.
Just this morning I am contemplating our emergent essence and who the who is that witnesses us.
Not to mention our six degrees of nonduality ;-)
we are always nascent. may we always offer our attention, and a new moon, to ourselves.