After I posted my poem, Self, I sent it to my brother. He replied with a poem of his own, titled "One" (below). I asked him if I could post it here in my journal, and he said,
Sure, it belongs to you and you may use it as you wish. You may want to add a disclaimer that makes reference to the fact that the author has spent the past month on cloud nine.....
I liked it, and I hope you do too...
The caterpillar does not die
It grows into the butterfly
A person's need is not all greed
It is the spark that makes the growing seed
Living life with caring indulgence
Is a life that celebrates abundance
A person with an open heart
Grows to know she's not apart
Just as dust grew to be the sun
We grow to learn we all are one