There Is No I

There is no I.

‘Tis only the sun, the stars and the sky.

For in this waking dream we sleep,

But slumber we not in life.

We breathe the golden rivulets of radiance from the sky

While we seek to find nothing but the peace of falling rain.

Drenched, in the nothingness of time -

Completed, by the chimes of the wind,

The breaking waves,

The molten sun:

Yes, they all sway so beautifully,

Until we end.

by Charmaine de Lange