Lucia Sellars

 Socrates: Well then, what’s a human being?
Alcibiades: I don’t know what to say.

I am.
We, as I speak, as you hear,
as the silence remains.
We are.
As our thoughts build a tower
within this moment.
All of our thoughts,
which make our present.
Building an immortal tower,
timeless and spaceless.

A structure detached from our woken life.
Because of its un-graspable matter to our senses,
independent of cultures and races,
thoughts,
reaching out, higher, deeper.
And we,
their structural foundations,
their creators.

Far away from definitions,
we exist.
Breathing, what we call life.
Inhaling, exhaling the body of silence,
the constant witness of eternity.

The dreamers, see nor feel nothing
whilst they sleep.
Though their musical visions are clear and concrete,
within the realms of that tower of thoughts.

It is true, that faced upon luck, chance or destiny,
I could be nothing from now and then.
We could become invisible upon eminent death.
Subject always to the mercy of luck.

Our feelings and reason-based thoughts,
those sighs and thinking vapours.
Makes us, I, you, he, she, and we,
and is not by separating the parts,
but by looking as a united whole,
that we will survive from our own selves.

Here, in the invisible tower of thoughts,
lays the source,
void of life and love,
though full of that which makes us God.

Lucia Sellars, “Self-Inquiry” from The State of Moving (UK: Beir Bua Press, 2022).