let's just say,
I am the hidden smile
behind every sunrise.
I am the snow melt
now residing as tears in reserve.
I am the evening breeze
that calm heartbeats deserve.
I am the landing
right after the movie of the day ends.
I am the 'what is whole'
that has no broken-down parts.
I am the emptiness
between thoughts that heals what hurts.
I am the ambience of self,
sourcing love without plots.
I am the demystifier
of any next moment's curse.
I am the nameless presence
that you dress-up hidden in as.
I go on
without words or promises
in the unending.
I live a deathless life
feeding on the vacuum of time.
I am only an I,
as the knock on the door
of your awareness.
I am beckoning
before it has identity.
I am first thoughts
that your emotions can embrace.
I am what can come through
that your feelings foster.
I am not contextual
under any circumstance defined.
I am purity
before the name-calling begins.
I am soul of substance
passing as image, undefined.
I am spirit-call
professing in a language way.
I am unnamable as essence
seeking self in response.
if I had an I,
I would gladly give it away,
to be the stream of being,
on behalf of you,
in your becoming . . .
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