I came here to learn

boundaries.

Back at Home

there was a me

but this me became a

we

so easily

and this we became

The One

so easily

and there was no fear

about not being a

self without a name.

There was no fear flowing

between a me, a we, or

The One.

The feeling of it all

was the same.

There is no word

for this feeling

but now that I’m here

in this body I know that

this feeling is the total absence of fear.

I came here to know this.

You don’t need boundaries at Home

because no one tests them but here

in this body you are separated into

wrongness and rightness,

punished for mis-steps and mis-takes and

shuttled into accepted or discarded.

When you are labeled it is

seemingly irrevocable.

Fear here in this body is

palpable because all the body knows is

birth and death,

these seemingly irrevocable boundaries.

Unfolding into this world showed me

what Home is,

the absence of fear.

Every time I look through my body

to the clouds rumbling the sky,

the winds of Home fill me

and I bless this place

where punishment reigns,

where bounded bodies project their

orphaned aspects onto other bodies

then crucify them.

This world defines my Home

by being the Shadow of it.

This world evokes a searing desire

to carve my way back

to a fearless place where me

becomes we and we become

The One

and this flow bubbles up

bliss

and here

boundaries have no meaning