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.

Transcript

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 raises.

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 snail shell.

I am space,

Unworked clay,

I am the moment night meets the day.

Returning,

Forgetting,

Remembering again.

I am made of meaning,

I mean nothing by it.

Just breath,

Inhale,

Everything in a moment,

Yet can't be held.