I Am who—I Am.
I AM is timeless—
beyond the constraints of time.
I AM has no past, present, or future;
I Am exists in an eternal 'now.'
I Am not who I was, nor who I will be.
I Am is spaceless—transcending dimensions.
I Am was here; I Am is here now; I Am will always be.
I Am is not an illusion—The Real, The Truth.
Yet, even if this body fades,
I Am remains—the Great Spirit, eternal.
I Am is my truth, my only reality.
But in truth, I do not need to be 'I Am, '
For I am never separate from I Am.
I Am a seed; I Am the tree—fragile or towering.
I Am the fish; I Am the sea; I Am the fisherman.
I Am the thorn; I Am the rose.
I Am the organic and the inorganic.
I Am has no special name, yet holds every name.
And, of course, I Am is me.
I Am is you.
I Am is all.
I Am cannot vanish—I Am is immortal.
I Am has no equal; I Am has no opposite.
I Am the rhythm of a refrain,
A subtle wave and a particle.
I Am manifest; I Am unmanifest.
I Am does not arrive nor depart.
I Am moves with the heartbeat's rhythm,
Near to itself, never distant.
I Am knows only I Am.
And so, I know who I am.
I know I Am holds my name,
Even if no census records me.
I am spilling out, merging with you.
I Am alone,
Yet I Am the crowd.
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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