Identity

Ego drives desire

to make the mundane

appear extraordinary,

or paint amazing with

fluorescent self-deprecation;

both ends of the spectrum

send trawlers into shallow waters

 of the Gulf of Compliment.

Contented soul, resting

in Jordan's baptismal decree,

"You are my beloved;

with you I am well-pleased."

claims burning bush’s identity,

"I am who I am."

Without the need

to generate praise, the self,

freed from others’ expectations,

finds security in creation’s purpose.

Whom will you become

when you realize you

don’t have to be

who people think you are?

© 2013 Todd Jenkins