If you’re enlightened
Find the unenlightened part of yourself
And wear her like a sweater.
See if you can
Without running back to protect
If you’re not enlightened
Put on your enlightenment like a jacket.
I dare you.
Wear yourself warm
In the wintertime of your searching
or not searching.
If you’ve shattered the self into a thousand pieces
Grab one piece, any piece,
and wear him for a day.
for an hour.
Grab the opposite of what the Mind commands
And find the truth nesting within
Like a pregnant hummingbird.
If you’ve found the Everything you are,
drink the red wine of it
break yourself open against the moment
raw, naked, vulnerable
dare to forget
what wakefulness feels like
dare to remember
the next mask you wear…
dare to wear all masks.
Nestle between eyes staring out..
Wear the “I” without flinching
All of it.
Every last edge and personality,
every last commandment.
Dare to take every concept
consecrated sacred: being,
moment, all, enlightenment, Oneness,
dash them against the tombstone of
and stand fiercely in the truth
only you can know
in this dappled sunrise,
this yolk of breath
these scrambled eggs.
(The eggs of this poem were scrambled circa 2008 and posted in Gaia.com, formerly known as Zaadz.com, an online spiritual community which is now scrambled into an entirely new creation called A New Gaia.)