I Am The Wind - Poem by Prathibha Nandakumar
Ah! To leap from a cliff
into an abyss,
marking the graduation from
discipline to a Nagual of knowledge,
to travel on the paths
that have heart, on any path that
may have heart.
To travel when the only worthwhile
challenge is to traverse its full length.
Love, hunger, fever, exhaustion and
or through intent of awareness
or through lucid dreaming...
I am the eagle.
The wind takes me through
where your abyss pulls down
the strong and mighty.
I am the wind
that floats the eagle.
Freedom is the Eagle's gift to man
and what am I?
An eagle and you a man?
A woman in love or
a man trapped in a woman’s body?
or the Nagual who jumps at your
Will my apprenticeship end
with this incomprehensible act
that you lead me to perform?
Obliterate all my rational fears on
facing actual annihilation?
Awareness, stalking and intent.
A leader, a teacher and a guide.
Blow your palm of love on my upper back.
Shift me into a heightened awareness.
The freedom, the sheer joy
and also a frightening feeling of
sadness and longing.
O..warrior who sees,
You know very well
wisdom without kindness is useless.
So take me,
and I, consumed by a fire from within,
shall vanish from the face of the earth,
free, as if I had never existed.
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