I Am....? Poem by Amélie Peace
I Am....?
I am a hidden treasure,
with no way to be found.
I am nature,
from the wind that blows on the vast sea,
to the trees in the garden that sway in the breeze.
I am lost,
under many layers that are all just a show.
I am complicated,
a puzzle that no one can resolve.
So...who am I really?
Nice, and a truely gd question for us all at the end, gd poem.
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4/26/2024 4:06:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very well written about that enigmatic question that has been asked since the dawn of consciousness