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Everything I Am
Sometimes,
I want to give
you everything I am,
hand myself over to you,
turn myself into you
—not to lose myself—
but to remember
who we are.
You and I
are one and the
same—we are equals.
And recently, I have been
calling upon the part of
you that is the part of
me that I was
missing.
This
part of me has
now returned and
I wish to thank you for
what you gave to me
when I was so
greatly in
need.
Now,
I wish to
surrender myself to
you—lay myself down
for you—be to you
what you have
been for
me.
So,
with this gift,
I promise to be a
light for you in the
darkness, a friend
for you when
you are in
need.
I give
this to you
as a symbol of
myself, as a reminder
of what I am to you.
For, it speaks of
everything
I am.
-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Small All White in the Forest)
"I am no barrier to its sun; the light and I are as one!"
My Poetic Notes:
The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: Being the "Neo Hippy" that I am, I was trying to find a communal-style living situation, where I could live as sustainably as possible and also be the naturist that I am!
And the summer of 2000, and part of the autumn, I worked at Breitenbush Hot Springs, which is a bathing-area clothing-optional resort and convention center in Detroit, Oregon. And that is where I met Japheth (pronounced "jay-peth"), who is like My Soul Brother.
And I wrote this poem for "Jay" (which is his nickname), and also gave him an amethyst crystal necklace (which was similar to the one illustrating this poem), as a way to say "Thank you for being there for me when I needed you!" At the time, I was living with Jay, as a roommate, in the house that he and his boyfriend, Sean, bought in Portland.
And I wrote this poem right after I had gone to see a Shamanic Counselor and I had a spontaneous "Soul Retrieval," because a part of my soul had returned that had left when I was younger, due to that part of my soul fearing being given away! You see, when I saw this Shamanic Counselor about another issue, this part of my soul felt like returning to live with me again, since that part of my soul felt safe again, because I was healing.
And this poem was also published on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog (please see the hyperlink below for the blog), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."
This poem was written in Portland, Oregon.
-Paulee
https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com
This "Small All White in the Forest" Post No. 053 was edited on November 5th, 2023.
"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]
