I Am (A Poem For Remembering Your True Self)

I wrote this poem as a response to someone asking me to "tell me about myself".
It really made me think, who am I? Am I?
I hope it helps you connect to yourself.
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I am made of breath
Of lung
Of star
sung
ocean
sand
Heart
hand
I am dreamed and I am dreamer
Awakening my true nature.
I am child
I am wish
I am mother
I am kiss
I am earth
And blood
And skin
Leaning to life and looking within.
All these things and more am I?
No separate self is there to find.
I am fresh water,
Honey, river, free
Veins of the world
Roots of the tree
I am the moon in all her phases
I am the prairie when fire razes
All bloom, and heat,
and I am still, the rains of compassion
That blazes cannot kill
I am the sound of the bell,
I am emptiness
The spiral form
Of snails shell.
I am space
Unworked clay,
I am the moment night meets the day.
Returning
Forgetting
remembering again.
I am made of meaning
And mean nothing by it,
Just breath, inhale
Everything in a moment,
Yet can’t be held.