Who Am I?
I am a paradoxal weave I am a query of questions, Oblivion of answers I am an innate entity I am everywhere you turn, There is no running from meEven when I have gone, I am not Even when I am in front of you, I am nowhere to be found, Even if you scrutinize too hard If you have any disregards, I am right in front of you I am a genre of emotions Perhaps too isolated I am an epiphany of your existence A manifestation of your soul A discrepancy of the frail An exuberant thought of the tough I am a portrayal of life, A depiction of the worldA superfluous fragment, To a known source I am unfamiliar, Unknown and alien, To too many I am celebrated, Illustrious and fêted, To too little Who Am I? Written January 11th, 2002 © on Jan 25 2002 03:14 AM PST 10 • 0 • 8
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"I am a paradoxal weave ..."