This is one poem in a series from the “Write to Recover” group I facilitate. I put them together from phrases that resonate with me while participants read. I add nothing but punctuation and the occasional conjunction. This one is comprised of the words of three participants who were writing on the prompt, “This I Know…”

I am an insoluble riddle,

A caught thought.

A merging, a happeningness.

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I am the strong and aware one

With a solid world view of the river.

I am strong among the crazies.

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But at mind’s length, I am a

Wandering consciousness.

I flounder,

I have fear.

I am solid fluidity, a skin sack of ego;

Multiples of movement in an

Entanglement of influence.

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Abundance?

Let’s find out.

Realize the truth.