ZIGGY

IDENTITY

There is no me, but I am doing 

just fine a contradiction that is so

intertwined what defines self without 

the word my, the question is why 

 

Apart from the idea of self we are but 

a leaf on a tree of everything we sought 

to know or deny eternally constant 

outside the catchment of our mortal mind 

 

That is so embroiled within distraction that 

it\'s difficult to find truth, light, and peace so 

we cease and follow the herd that leaf on 

a tree there is no you without me 

 

We are all part of the universe so we don\'t 

need to reach for the stars the fabric of motion 

completes us all as a pin drop in the ocean 

which defines us all as one human race 

without a face