I am
I am
As a tree is
At sunset,
A golden stream.
In the depths of doubt
A rock without shield
I am
The space in between
A warrior in spirit
A thousand years-old
An ever looking soul
I am
Only to be found
In the quiet and the now
And when I look for myself
In pain, hurry or blind
I know that coming back
To where I stand now,
Forever more
I am who I am. —
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