Me

Slyly I sit and learn in tranquil, stillness

Yet inside the chaotic rive flows 

The outside is face one that boast of calmness

Yet the inside holds two more that don’t show 

Boasting of the chaos found in creativeness

But also of a darkness buried low

Faces three are these, but I is more this

Humans art very complex, this they show

Logic is hidden amongst the calmness

To be human, logic cannot be below

What about the chaos? Is happiness

This makes life worth living and worth growing

An argument for me, I have not suggest

I hath the ability to bestow

The essence of life of myself nonetheless

Within a few flat lines on the pages

If more is needed I shall say regardless

Helpful, caring, open, I feel be blest

Hidden amongst somewhere the me I profess