Poem: I Am (For Walt Whitman)

I am the Aura of every being

I am you in nakedness unseen

I am hope and I am despair

I am the wild wind in your hair

I am the sins of everyone

I am Mother Nature's son

I am the fruit of the summer vine,

I am the taste of warm winter wine

I am wild flowers

In soft summer showers

I am the seed that grows to weed

I am the rain and I am the pain

I am the eyes and I am the ears

I am known in childhood tears

I am the mouth and I am the nose

I am the sweet, soft scent of summer rose

I am day and I am night

I am shadow and I am light

I am young and I am old

I am a story yet untold

I am living and I am dead

I am your daily bread

I am bitter, I am sweet

I am whole and incomplete

I am sea and I am shore

I am the way, I am the core

I am home and I am away

I am with you every day

I am the brook and I am the tree

I am all there is to be

I am rich and I am poor

I am the beggar at your door

I am the master and the slave

I am deceased and in the grave

I am the leaf of every glade

I am the branches and the shade

I am a diamond, I am a stone

I am flesh, I am bone

I am war and I am peace

I can make all things cease

I am future and I am past

I am the first and I am the last

I am the sunrise and the light

I am the sunset and the night

I am the moon and every star

I am the road that takes you far

I am the whip, I am the chain

I am the blood, I am the stain

I am good and I am kind

I am all that I designed

I am a song and I am a sonnet

I am a ribbon on an Easter bonnet

I am rhythm and I am rhyme

I am the space outside of time

I am tenacious and obscene

I am all that is serene

I am common and banal

I am the green waters of a lily pad Canal

I am the wise and I am the fool

I am the hand and I am the tool

I am... I am... I am!

© Niall Markey 2010