Tag Archive: who


Here am I; I have arrived

In this moment I am alive

There is no next, or one before

I am the open door

I watch, I hear the falling rain

There is no pain; no need for gain

Who am I; I take my bow

I am; my name is Now



I forgot myself

to keep remembering you

while you, became you

But now, as I try

to recall who I am

I see that neither

you, nor I, can



She finally let go of the naive illusion

which to her way of thinking

had not been much of an intrusion

but certainly did add to a source of confusion

that people were as she saw them to be

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She thought she knew them to be true

that the allowed parts shown

defined the understood who

Now, she knew she’d been the fool

facing the wall, the writing was all she could see

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But if this became a point of turning

where she’d become stronger

in the fine art of discerning

the lesson should be so worth the learning:

 What you get may not nearly be what you see

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