Where Do I Go?
Where do I go when my me becomes Thee?
newly known, gathered up in mystery.
Surrender does not explain or reason
It calls and gathers in its own season.
What remains— not the same plight
that ruled my life— now this gift of gentle rest,
lifted and gladdened more than I’d ever asked.
Awake while asleep, where have I gone?
Still a persona, I still answer my name,
but called and collected, gathered and nested
spangled and mingled and mottled with light.
George HS Singer has published in several national journals including Prairie Schooner, The Massachusetts Review, and Tar River Poetry. A book of his poetry, Ergon, was published by WordTech Press and is available through Amazon. He worked as a professor at UC Santa Barbara where he lives with his life-mate and two dogs who safeguard them from squirrels at their home where he writes and meditates. He was a Zen Buddhist monk for several years in his 20s.
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