Poem

[Edward Schreiber]

The Body is the Landscape of the Mind

Mel Bucholtz



The body is the landscape of the mind;

where the dramas of our early life

are still happening

or have become a kind of

rich preparatory engendering compost-

the vastnesses remembered

as fruitful fields, valleys, marshes,

and deserts of wisdom

standing behind us as we are here now

present in this way

in the moment of our lives.

It is a land

where the placid and awesome features

of the yet undiscovered wilderness

are wildly flowering from within themselves for our unexpected

future explorations.



And as we grow

out of our more infantile and fearful selves,

we wander into these unknown landscapes,

transformed into those sleek, feathered, scaly and wooly animals

we really are,

the ones we are both able and needed to be

to live in those wilder, more ancient,

unknown future parts of that farther

uncharted dancing, tingling, glowing

purple thunderous, gentle

and softly rivered terrain of ourselves.



  
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