The One Who I Am Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The one who I am
I often doubt
For outside is something
Often about
To fill in the blanket
Of what I see
To let me understand
It’s only me
The mirror has a mirror
Of more to show
It flickers in its answers
Until it’s time to go

I am only me
To give a word or two
And trying to hold back
What comes with light through?
The hours are measured
Of what its beat must give
In each their tick tick on
As I try on to live
Though nothing is the same
In pathways to my heart
I know I must be true
To make the truthful
Take its part