Anywhere... Poem by RIC BASTASA

anywhere you go
you hold on to something
as though
the wind blows you out
into faraway
or the water in its fierce surge
carries you into the ocean
and if you drown
you sink to the bottom which
you can no longer recall

anywhere you go
you must always look
inward or outward
into your heart where you
can find yourself
or into space where
you shall lose yourself

you travel and you are conscious
about the motion
and you keep telling yourself
as a way of comfort
i am not this body
i am not this mind

but i just know who i am
i am who i am
to the God of all gods.