The Crows' Joke, or, this Ball can Still Bounce

Question:------Who am I really?
Answer:------Look within!!

I may have just found out what this means, what I'm looking for:
It's not knowledge, teaching, wisdom
It's flavor, essence,
my own reactions uncolored by what
my circumstances have taught me.
It's my piece of Reactiveness
(that I came in with).

.....The crows cawed overhead.
.....How good I felt, hearing them

Later, I thought.....why this is who I am......
I am the Appreciator of this.
I am the One whose mood lightens,
who feels suddenly happy, that such
foreign intelligence is nearby,
overhead. Such humor....
their cries,
my ears.

Other people like the call of crows, but
no one has exactly the same
feelings of amusement,
lightening of heart,
So.............that's me
(As Prince said, I am "The artist formerly known as Prince,
but now I am ____")
and I am the woman formerly known as Jan
(who wondered who she was).
Now, I am "Pleased at the Cawing of the Crows",
"Laughing at the Jokes of the Crows",
and all that that entails.

What does it entail?

------The heavyheartedness, that Reverses!, at this high degree of
rebellious, mocking, Nature.
(Crows see people, you know. They know immediately if you're
carrying a stick or a gun.
So when they caw above you, you do figure in
their calculations, their discussions.)

Can that be all that is inside me to be found?

Hmmmmm....Well, if looked at abstractly,
.....This is "my pattern":

I am the sad one, but not so committed to sadness that Nature Herself
cannot jolly me out of it.
Nature is the only one I believe when she says:
"It's really all a dream, a funny, rebellious joke.
And your heart can still leap!"

She says, Who are you?..........Well......
.......You are a ball that still can bounce.
.......You believe in the Cosmic Joke having a point.
.......And as you have felt,
....................................Your heart can still leap!

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