who am I?
who is the person I call ‘me’?
who is looking through my eyes,
and speaking the words I call ‘mine’?
I am every person.
‘all’ is within me…
all the thoughts everywhere
are only there to remind.
all the feelings I pick and choose,
all, beyond the borders of my mind!
I am the seed to give birth,
a tree of wisdom is to be born…
just creating ‘time’ to delay!
‘time’ to enjoy, and to suffer,
‘time’ to get to know the decay!
I am my own mirror,
reflecting the illusion to and fro.
mirror is bent, mirror is tainted,
I am lost within ‘now’,
and the scene is tilted…