My body is not
the puppet of a mind
that rides eye high
in the sedan chair of its head
and steers it with its rods and strings
in jerky, awkward movement.
My mind is not a lonely recluse
staring out its eye windows
wishing it could move with grace
and interact, and know some body.
Nexus more than locus
in dynamic intersection
Nodes of pulsing energy
Swift connecting unity
No disembodied mind
No mindless body:
one being that is won
living in the One.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 16, 2011