The only truth is body:
my body, your body,
all bodies as universe,
for bodies tell the truth.

There is only body as
thought, feeling, texture,
desire, pleasure, pain,
dependent on the world,
striving, always striving,
forward to dissolution,
the truth of the end.

The body is arisings,
hunger, thirst, touching
and doing, senses alert,
heart beating, breath.

To this, this, we come
and to none else: the
body is nothing more
than the universe itself-
material animated as
being, moving, shifting
across the foggy plains
of time to find a place.

Body is truth as certain
as the earth and the air,
the sun and the rain, and
all other truths are but wishes
that echo back from the grave.

The body, the universe made flesh,
the eternal dance of life and death,
of becoming and ending,
bound and free, the fullness of existence,
the place of truth before deceit.

20/6/2024