Focus of the Internal Gaze

in the woods,
protect my identity
in the fields,
protect my identity
in your words,
protect my identity
my face is in your lands
and you are walking
with my feet
know the heaven
that thou art
before you see it,
and it will be revealed
to you
open your ears
to the sound of my voice
you will hear it
in bird song
feel the rush of my laughter
in the broken waves
what you feel within yourself
is the beating of my own heart
there is no monster
standing at your gate
when you focus on,
rather than deny
my presence
in yourself
and in your neighbor
you protect my identity
let us cast off only that
which distracts
from our  internal gazing

~Wren Clement Eli