Originally posted 10-12-2016.
If a window opens in a wall
where there has never been a window
and you are standing there at that moment
to see it open.
If a second or so
of your memory is lost,
and afterward
you cannot describe how it happened.
If no bricks appear to have been displaced
by the appearance of the window,
and no sound accompanied
the appearance of the window.
If you do not show amazement
or fear upon the opening of the new window,
and the opening seems to you
as perfect as the breathing of a newborn.
If you hold your own newborn up to the window
to let them see the moon,
and you look out the window
into a maze of walls, windows, and light from other moons.
If you recognize that none of the walls and windows
look anything like your own,
and the light from the other moons
changes you.
If you choose at that moment to call yourself
Mother of Moons,
though you have always been this;
if you are naming this for the first time,
then go out
to seek other windowless walls
and stand in front of them
until they change;
as every examined wall
becomes a window,
as all the windows
spring open at once,
you will know then how much turned
upon you taking hold of that given secret name.

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