‘me’ is a mystery
to myself and to the world
of teeming memies
it morphs on-demand
to become … whatever is
it’s a shape-shifter
expert nanodrama artist
in cunning disguise
but no such mystery
shrouds the changeless One called ‘I’
right here, always ON
Creation’s unblinking eye
11 thoughts on “this mysterious morphing me”
Thanks Amrita – there’s a petulant me-me here who would love to take the credit! [Chuckles.]
hard for that “me” not to want it! ha, ha…….
As you know so well, dear Kai, ‘want’ is another word for ‘me’ [more chuckles]
Yep, synonyms……oh but ever entertaining!
Where would our poetry be without them eh? 🙂
all that is mine is for me, for all to see
Perfect View Diana – thank you!
‘I’ is not a mystery. Yes.
… ever in plain view, naked and numinous …
Thanks for your comment Alberto.
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