This is a poem or is it a feeling explanation about seeing Da

This is a poem or is it a feeling explanation about seeing Da?
Where is Da not?
Where am I not?
How can I tell where my Beloved Da leaves off and I begin?
Where is the center of a He/Me?
I don’t know where anything is
And I don’t know where Da is not
I am with him as a shadow
I am the sun that cast that shadow on my Beloved Da
When I play at consciously recognizing everything, I say, yep,
there is Da and that’s Da, too.
And, oh yeah, that one that recognizes Da everywhere as
everything, that One is Da
But ha! Ha! That Me!!! That Me is no problem in seeing Da!
This is my authentic feeling
I lie NOT about seeing Da!
Da! He holds me in the palm of his hand and his hand
becomes my hands that caress his face
I am so lucky to know Da in this truest way
This is my poem of feeling