I Am, Poem by James McLain

I am even now in thought of you.
I am never moving then and now for you grown still.
And yet of what I am none ever seem to care.

Coming less to know of me of what I am.

My friend she comes
and shakes me off like tommorrows morning frost.

The memory fades from sight amongst the stars
forever there inside of you I am alone, when I am lost.

I am that snake-I am that head that spoke.
I am the cause of all your morning sickness woes.
I am neatly early rising in the morning sun.
I am just as quickly feeling you so empty gone.
I am again like watching you I am.

I am that white faced ghost you held so close you love.
I am breathing shades of love and colors never fading fast.
Waiting for you, yet I am again.

And I live with shadows
moving fields,
across the deepest sea of waving trees.

I am tossed from top to top.
Forever lost, when with you I am our mind at last receeds.
Into the growing bush of fire my fingers growing cold.
Below the night filled moon,
and moving clouds and darker are the growing skies.
Because of this
and only being this I am this other form of light from you, I am.