Yours, Mine and Ours

Discerning energies of others and self, embodying their truths

Photo by Ben White on Unsplash

Before his, it was ours
hers not being told
by another storyteller
yet embodied by personal infliction.

Sitting with a pull — fear entering thought
transparent understanding
something greater than you and I.

Mine eyes affix on pain — suffering
of written words misconceived by
loosely translated truths
shallow to the touch of every breath.

Discerning energetic pull
from North, South,
East, West and every directional
the passing of coyote’s step.

Tricksters united — squelching
barks from another den
dissipating in changing wind —
heart’s coming home.

Mastery of self — understanding
yours, mine and ours
first person transformed
into third-person singular.