Siva Om Poem by Callisse J. DeTerre

I wish I had my mind in the body of a bird
contemplating my existence
riding on the winds of change, currents of
energy from pyramid points in the time
when cats and dogs were wild still

Because I want to remember my being in
the Light of the True Source of
time and place as one and thus things had
many different names, I need, I must be
flying in this state of constant flux

intent on understanding how to unplay this game
while nothing around but all within
me stays the same, for Truth is my Creator and
perception is my shame because I have not
dared to fully dream myself in The Way