Three Gates
1. Gate of Shadows
where the light is dim
they press into each other
overlap like ink wash
or black tissue collage
push forward, ask to be seen
recognized as they once were:
a mother with long-distance eyes
a father who needed buttresses
they stand and flutter
in a stream of stories,
mostly untrue,
whispering,
we are not us,
we are you
2. Gate of the Soul
Peel off the layers
where the real fruit glistens gold
illusions lie discarded, crackly and brown
fuzzy with green mold
here what is true belongs to all
each luscious naked lump
blends into another
until all are poured into
a single, shimmering sea
3.Gate of Responsibility
clear away the webs of gauze
clear away the lies and deceptions
find a quiet site in forgiving light
a corner, a haven, a cave
be there, each morning or evening
sit down and imprint your shape
in sweet, soft clay
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