Who am I?
I'm starting to wonder,
No past cannot see the future.
But still I remain humble.
Cannot tell which way is in
Or how to come from out under.
Who am I?
As I glaze and think on the the past
That does not shine that bright.
I began to question what I know
And how I know,
But is that me?
Can I Not See..?
Who am I…..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem