Nothing More, Nothing Less

I spun webs of meaning so fine Even I could not trace their threads. Tangled in my clever nets, I forgot the spider was me.

Then the Beloved laughed “You seek yourself with yourself, Like a flame trying to illuminate fire. Be still. You are not the maze. You are the one who walks.”

In that moment, all concepts fell away Like robes dropping to the floor. Naked of philosophy, I stood there, simply breathing Human, nothing more, nothing less, And that was everything.