I am my own context:
My body, my thoughts,
the feelings that consume me,
my movement that transacts
across the world, my views
that shape all those around me.

I carry all this with me as being,
as being-in-the-world, as me,
as an Irreplaceable creation
caught in time, as a nomad
of place and thought moving
inevitably from birth to death
but defying it all the way.

I am this context that resists
definition and the usual ways
to find meaning with labels,
for nothing contains me but me,
as substance, as being itself particular,
caught in the fuIlness of who I am.

 

6/10/2023