Reconnect with your true self through a poetic journey of oneness with nature and the universe.

English

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.

I Am (A Poem For Remembering Your True Self)

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.