I Am

I am

I am what the angels sing

I am what the wind blows

I am what the mind weeps

I am the abstract 

I am the music that cannot, but will be, heard

I am the pure of conscious

I am the lost

I am the rediscovered and the remade

I am the hope that is formed

I am the despair that carries

I am the windows and doors and all that varies

I am the questions unanswered, unthought, and unfathomable

I am the pain and pleasure

I am wonder

I am words unfinished

I am words reshaped

I am words

I am song

I am poetry