In The Radiance Of I? Poem by Mark Heathcote

When you gaze at your own reflection in a pool of water
That I that you thought was you has continually moved
For you are as a cloud seated to envelope a mountain
With just a changing of thought, you are as if a rainbow
On a path of the enlightenment, your true river is an arc
A waterfall reaching inward minerals in a universe of I's
You are an earth mother, a widow, a sister a daughter
You are also another's wife another's newborn child
You are a thousand unsung, unheard I's awaiting one
-Final burst of flourishing stillness in the radiance of I?