You must consider that everything is layered
The earth has layers of air, water, soil, rock, fire to its
A fruit has layers of an external cover
Something hard, then soft and a
Sometimes a hollow core
A cake has layers too of sugar coating
My body has layers of skin
Tissue, flesh, bone
And nerves and
The core can be hollow
And the mind
The soul has layers of understanding
Layers and layers of consciousness
To sub consciousness
To a layer
Beyond our grasp
Tips of the tongues
Did we meet somewhere?
Do I remember you?
These sorts of some things
That happen which we know we can explain yet we cant
Was I there somewhere sometime?
She somehow touches me and I feel it
I dont really remember when
That smile that you wear was the same smile I saw somewhere
Foggy places, opaque faces, vague bodies hugging us in dreams
Murky rivers bathing us hazy rains lazily sizing Zen in showers
Some windows in some house
My heart is light and it is flying like a little light bird on its first wing
There is always a sense of awe and wonder to everything that I do here
An onion peeling, layer by layer, tear by tear
Here. I am. Here I am becoming unfolding to another beginning
No entries and no exits
Off limits, nothing yet allowed.
Meanwhile I am breathing, smelling something somewhere.
RIC S. BASTASA