Everything and nothing

With you, I remember
I am everything and nothing.

There is a whole world of me,
deep, deep blue and deep, deep green,
turning on an axle like an apple core.

But when I lie beside you,
I am gauzy,
I line you
and I don't know I exist.

When you look into my eyes,
hard ground pierced
with starry void,

be sure to remember
I am everything and nothing.

copyright amber proctor 2009

I thought this would relate back to my post on goodness, and my take on Jung's idea of the shadow: that there is a whole world of goodness and badness and everything in between within each one of us. The Jungian idea of archetypes which are consistent across cultures, religions and periods of history also puts me in mind of a whole world within us...