The platypus
I have evolved, similar to the platypus,
according to certain aquatic necessities
in spite of my sedentary, faintly terrene attributes.
It’s left me a rather misshapen hodgepodge
wondering at my true nature – if ever I was
or ever should have considered myself a river creature.
This late in the game, I hope to construct
a reed hut somewhere on the bank;
sit and watch the river flow where it will
and be not tempted to dip my hands, wet my feet;
no thought to follow where the river might lead;
no attempt to seek nourishment there, to seek a life.
O child of God, you are not the body or mind (per Meher)
of that illusion-soaked and oddly shaped creature.
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