Me

Maniacal, aggressive, quietitudinal,
that is what I am.

I am the wind that blows,
the sky that moves
the music in the blaring horns
the grassy patches
around the road,
the sun that pierces
and soothes the skin;
the blooming of the spring:
and with it
the festering of the earth-
'the occurence of existence'

I am the timeless purity
the painful persistence
the oblivious existence
the unending -alive.