what i am

what i am

i am still being discovered

uncovered

bared

exposed

as the skirts of possibilities

are being lifted

and my position

is shifted

that i may have

a peek

i speak

with many tongues

all are true and direct

none are forked

that you may detect

who i am

i am a collection

of vibrations

whose congruous essence

has been gathered

and slowed down

that you may see me

and enjoy my presence

as i do yours

First Father

Progenitor

Source

spoke

and evoked a magic

He said

“Let there be”

and i was

as dust in the wind

i settled

the word of creation

formed a resonant vibration

and it fell down

to the ground

to form this mound

you call earth

I am the Great Mother

and She is e

and you

the Hands of Father

picked me up

and spat upon me

and molded me

to become a shaped

entity

with a definitive

density

and enmity

you can hold on to

so hold me

i have Cosmic Consciousness

enfolded in me

in my DNA you see

that enbolds me

to know

that life is as i deem it to be

so i flow with ity

go with it

shit

i am it

you are it

for i

you

we

speak it

every day

every way

when i say

anything

so say something good

would you

could you

can you

imagine

the womnder

of perfection

it is our election

our choice

our free will

our voice

the fountains of actualization

that alters the vibration

it moves the mountains

or makes them

out of mole hills

laced with our ills

as we turned our powers on

and direct them

errantly

fearingly

towards one another

instead of with

one another

our Brothers

and our Sisters

it is but the wrong preposition

and if we were even

to consider

the pre-position

of our supposition,

the if in

“to be” in

the you and i

in we in

we could alter

the condition

of our self made

perdition

we so often bitch about

no doubt

what do you think

do we even think enough

or too much

these are but extremes

of our actualized dreams

which seems

to be out of control . . .

but is it ?

we act as if

we are here

just for a visit

so we take no responsibility

for the frailty

and the lack of

our civility

within us

within humanity

as we seek to quantify

our own vanity

claiming a sense of sanity

WOW

so now the inane

rules the day

it’s insane

isn’t it

what do you say

shit ?

what next

wait a minute . . .

i’ll get back up in it

but let me

answer this text message first

it’s from God

He’s telling me

what i am . . .

© 17 May 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.