(No. 4)

 

I?

I am a Direction

Behind the signpost of my eyes.

I point into the reaches of infinity

Heading where I go.

 

Catch me?  Pin me down?

 

I am a combination

A look, an idea

Knitted into the texture of my bones and moods

A touch, a contact in the present

From and leading to

Entirely different things.

I am in flux.

I am A flux

Of corners, facets, surfaces

That slither and juggle unceasingly.

 

I am the light

Behind the light of my eyes

The intention behind the idea

The motion behind the movement of my chemistry.

 

Catch me? Pin me down?

 

I am an accumulation of yesterdays

That add up to more than just today.

When I integrate the me with my I

Then

I am who am.

 

 

 

 

1977