<div><strong>What is this "I?" How is it that "I" am aware and know that "I" exist?</strong></div>
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<div>This contemplative poem is a musing, if you will, of such a question.</div>
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<div><em>I am the wind, the waves, the sea</em>
<em> The dust blowing all around thee</em>
<em> I am the bird singing, your ear ringing</em>
<em> The leaves that wither, the snakes that slither</em>
<em> I am the bike your ride, the spokes that glide</em>
<em> The bitterness, pain, the darkness, rain</em>
<em> I am the flute’s gentle cry the tear in your eye</em>
<em> Everything, nothing all wrapped in one</em>
<em> Thunder lighting the boom of a shot-gun</em>
<em> I am the weed, the orchid, a pile of trash</em>
<em> The diaper absorbing the cream on the rash</em>
<em> I am mountains, valleys, plains the hills</em>
<em> The black circles under your eyes your lovely pain pills</em>
<em> I am the beating heart the blanket covering your skin</em>
<em> I am noble, the gentle glowing in the old man’s grin</em>
<em> I am furry, the anger all hidden in pain</em>
<em> The kindness of a stranger who looks insane</em>
<em> I am a warm summer kiss, the grief of loss</em>
<em> I am the dentist recommending dental floss</em>
<em> I am what you hold, what you cannot touch</em>
<em> The artist's brush, the rush of a new-found crush</em>
<em> What you’ve hidden is never hidden you see</em>
<em> I am the darkest thought you hide from me</em>
<em> I am apples, butter, things full of spice</em>
<em> The mating of animals sounding in the night</em>
<em> I am slippery, sticky, starch, the pie</em>
<em> I am the apple of your daddy’s eye</em>
<em> I am not that, but this, not here, but now</em>
<em> the warm cream flowing fresh from the cow</em>
<em> I am the heat, the cold, the winter, the frost</em>
<em> The cold stare of pain hidden in loss</em>
<em> Nothing to touch and no thing to see</em>
<em> The ability to know what it is to be free</em></div>
<div><em>The i you see from, sees from the I, I Am.</em>
<em> An I for an i is the end of sin.</em></div>
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<p style="text-align: left;">“The eye through which I see God is the same eye through which God sees me; my eye and God's eye are one eye, one seeing, one knowing, one love.”
― <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/73092.Meister_Eckhart">Meister Eckhart</a></p>

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