I Am Here

I am here like another dimension
coexistent in our comprehension

with the regular dimensions we know.
I have extension into the time flow.

I was here yesterday. I’m here today.
I’ll be here tomorrow. And in some way

I have extension into an elsewhere,
where my self is, where my soul is laid bare.

And along that axis there are endless
subscripts for the things seemingly countless

that are me—thoughts, emotions, memories,
fields of Sheldrake’s speculative theories.

I am here. A deep space. A sheltered sea.
Those I love can enter, can be in me.