In films I see,In books I read

In fantasy I seek,                                 In life that breeds.

In colours I choose,                           In canvases I paint,

In stark photographs,                    And negatives faint.

In music I hear,                                       And songs I sing.

In hanging roots,                             And dandelion wings.

I search for me.                                But I realise…..

I’m too abundant,To be confined,   By body,by thought,By deed or mind.

I am shooting stars,                       And galaxies unfound,

I am darkness and light,                     I am silence and sound,

I am whirlpools that swallow,      And tempests that rise,

I am truth and honesty ,           Deceit and lies.

I am volcanic fire.                           And ravenous desire

I am temptation and lure,               An all consuming war.

I am depth and scales,                         I am fables and tales, 

The roles I play,                                      The characters I be,

I am the one.                                     The one that’s ME.