Mind You

The mind we live in is vast—
None of us knows more of it
Than a few towns in the woods
Seen in dreams or storms at night.

The mind we live in is old—
We don’t know when it was born
Or where or in which of us.
Here it comes with all it was.

The mind we live in’s on the move—
It grew. It grows. It keeps rooms
Deep down in the ground. It floats
High up in air, past all air.

The mind we live in is us
Not us, is all of us, none,
No one of us, talks to us,
Makes, feeds, shapes, cloaks, and kills us.

This is the mind we live in.
This line is part of the mind,
This small, dark part of the mind.
You have your own parts, don’t you?