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why am i not you

i see the blades of grass dance
and i know not of the wind
so in my mind they dance for me
and i begin to dance for them
i see the water in the ocean reaching out for me
knowing not of logic i can clearly hear it
sing in breeze
and i understand the language used
and means for which it speaks
i sing back to it
in a higher pitch
and a rhythmic rhyme
and then i take off all my clothes
and give them to the tide
i see my naked body glowing white
under the moon
and i know not of the ego
but i smile like i do
if you can see me now, what would you think?
why am i nude?
why am i dancing?
why am i not

written around 2010

10 Jun 17

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