I'm Somebody To Poem by James McLain

I'm Somebody—tocan you not hear,
A shadow soft in cool morning air,
The robin sings—beneath tall pines,
A hymn as fleeting as were the times.

No name to crown, no shouts to claim,
A pulse that beats without your name,
Green clover knows my feelings to,
One sky, a boundary it's color's embued.

To you, I'm mist—to me, a sun,
A vessel vast, in purest form.
You're echo fades— my soul remains,
In stillness, a silence, his endless reign.