What am I?
A mass of flesh;
A mesh of bones;
A gush of blood;
Breathing and moving;
Thinking?
Someone's child, spouse;
Someone's someone;
Mine?
Fair, brown or black;
Human?
Follower of some faith,
Believer of some God;
A slave.
Individual?
Why am I here?
To teach some lessons;
To teach someone a lesson;
To tell what to do and what not to do;
To be told what to do and what not to do;
To love and to hate;
To bleed and to make bleed;
To bear and rear;
To eat, drink and sleep;
To cry and to make merry;
To live thus and to die.
No...
To live thus is to die.
And then what does dying mean?
Look into my nightly eyes
That twinkle with dreams
Like the bland night
Kindled with stars.
I am their shine.
I am each of the dreams.
I am their actuator,
Energy and intellect,
Strength and compassion,
The creator made by the creator.
I am not born to live or die.
I am born to do..
