POEMS by Neil Selden 1/11/2012

On Dharma Skis

Last night's dreams forgotten,

Standing on the mountain

of my morning meditation,

every day, I launch myself

skillfully over the snows of loving

One robin, one tree,

One rose bush, one starling,

One bee—which me

Is me?

"I'm One," said one Universe,

to another,

"What are you?"

The other Universe replied:

“I’m One, too."