I am a question not yet answered When asked what kind of person I am there is no simple answer. For it is an open-ended question— more open than ended. Today, at this moment, I am content. By the time you read this, I may not be. Yesterday I was happy. My only worry was that I had no money. “No money” then meant less than twenty. Tomorrow I hope to be alive. Will I be happy and contented? That’s left up to me. Or is it?
Shurland H. Aird
Step by step I am a dot. I am but a speck of dust In this vast universe.
Again you ask, Who am I? Let me ask you, Who do you see? Can I be trusted to baby-sit your children? Will you send me to the bank with a bag full of money? Can I cook for you and not make you sick? Will I keep your dark secrets? Even if they torture me? I am a question that is not easily answered. For the answer requires that I know who I am, who I was, and who I want to be.
Shurland H. Aird
But I am also as big as the Earth. I am a whisper, Yet I am thunder. I am just a shade of light. And I am blinding to the eyes. I am a morsel of food. I am a vat full of grain. I am numb. I feel deep, deep, deep inside. I am blind. I have the sight of a hawk high, high, high above the clouds. I gasp for air. I breathe the breath of life. I am alone. I am surrounded by many, many, many engulfing entities. Step by step, I become One.
Shurland H. Aird
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