Diagnosis
By
Jennifer Angelina Petro
Gnosis. A knowing
Of mysteries, wind-whispers,
And scrolls written on bone.
Dia: to be thorough, and yes,
To be thorough twice.
Know yourself Thales
Admonishes. We are water
And stars. We are living, breathing
Wind-walkers, and so much
More. Faces tell surface truths.
Eyes tell more. The timber of the voice still more,
And how one walks and breathes
Betrays it all; every step
And breath unfolds your revelation
Into the world. Pause
Every now and again,
And again, and look into the water
Reflection of those around you–
What is it about you that makes you
One of a kind, a kind of galaxy of discoveries
And wonder among a sea
Of other galaxies? What is it you really
Perceive when you pass the mirror,
When you tell someone your name?
Know this: No matter what label you are given,
Or choose to give yourself,
No matter the name of the illness ascribed
To the story of your life, you are
Thoroughly known twice—
Once by your very own dreaming soul,
And once, over and over, unending,
By the one who pours water
Into your cells, and knows the stars
By name, ever blossoming the song of all
Into the wind.