I Am Poem by Gert Diedericks

How do I, define the essence of my life
the sacred cord inside a space of time.
How do I, create the lessons bind by heart
the rhythmic pull and push of age.
How do I, embrace the choices sown by breath
reflections imploded
to the depths of Grace.

To say: 'I am' beyond an undeniable truth;
the ever faltered shades that has seized to exist.
To profess the unseen believe of note;
the slain of erosive thoughts,
that speak no more.
To concur through a language of light;
a common bridge that unifies frequencies,
through Divine purity:
consciousness of love.

How diverse the flavours of desire;
jet out like mosaic gardens at noon,
the seasonal essence,
a meme in bloom.

Fruits from speckled eyes;
marching voice through eons of life,
divinity of truth:
I am!