I am woman
I am man
I am the closed fist
I am the clenched sword
I am the womb that carries myself
and the breast that feeds me
I speak through pain
and I nurture through laughter
I know no lines .. but .. yes ..
barriers are a part of me
An uninformed part of me.
I hold my breath and it becomes me.
I am one
and all numbers and thoughts are through me.
I am called Truth by those who would seek to define me
I am called Light by those who have felt my presence ..
and need know nothing more.
Knowledge is my handmaiden
and the guide that I have given you
to find the only answer ..
That you and I
Private Journal 1989
” and all that was hidden will be revealed “