Only Breath: by Rumi (no segregation poem)
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 in the next,
did not descend from Adam and Eve or any
origin story.
My place is placeless, a trace
of the traceless.
Neither body nor 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.
I am Cornholio! You will name your baby Bungholio! Is he an albino? Holio Bungholio... will be albino... and a gringo....