Self-Portrait

This is not a photo of nothing.
It’s the sky under which everything happens –
Under which I feel small.

It captures March 25, 2006,
The day that started under a blanket of clouds.
It captures 6:41 pm,
The moment when I felt the compulsion
To burst forth,
To mark the clearing away of the clouds,
To mark the clearing away of all that is muddled.

This is a self-portrait;
This is my vision of the world,
Of the world in me,
Of me in the world.