This Poetry. I Never Know

To Change, You Must Face The Dragon Of Your Appetites With Another Dragon: The Life-energy Of The Soul.

Let Silence Speak To You About The Secrets Of The Universe.

Not Christian Or Jew Or Muslim, Not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi, Or Zen. Not Any Religion Or Cultural System. I Am Not From The East Or The West, Not Out Of The Ocean Or Up From The Ground, Not Natural Or Ethereal, Not Composed Of Elements At All. I Do Not Exist, Am Not An Entity In This World Or The Next, Did Not Descend From Adam Or Eve Or Any Origin Story. My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless. Neither Body Or Soul. I Belong To The Beloved, Have Seen The Two Worlds As One And That One Call To And Know, First, Last, Outer, Inner, Only That Breath Breathing Human Being.

Soul, If You Want To Learn Secrets,
 Your Heart Must Forget About Shame
 And Dignity. You Are God's Lover,
 Yet You Worry What People Are Saying.

Soul Of All Souls, Life Of All Life - You Are That. Seen And Unseen, Moving And Unmoving - You Are That. The Road That Leads To The City Is Endless; Go Without Head And Feet And You'll Already Be There. What Else Could You Be? - You Are That.