Poem from Eightfold: Meeting

Meeting

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Meeting

We meet each other

Wearing coats of practical invisibility

To the souls beyond our shells—

Mere glimpses

Of that collection of aggregates

That forge our personhood

Blind to who we are

And who we might be

We grow to see the other

To both share

And find

Discontinuity

To love

Until we find the edges

Of our borders

To learn

Where crossover

And impassivity

Exist

To experience

The connections

That foster closing distances

Between ourselves

And the limits to our linkages

Burrowing gulfs

Between our beings

Or refining who we are

Against what we are not

The true difficulty

Of achieving

Neutrality

Equanimity

Pushed against the way

Our heart skips a beat

And our fists clench

And our nostrils flare

And our eyebrows raise

And our immediate gut reactions

Of fondness or distaste

Eager interest or disidentification

Desire or aversion

Blaze