In Response to~Gooseberry Poetry Picnic~Week~16~I am Nothing
I am nothing
I am but a speck of dust
My life my soul my spirit
Is not mine
I am but a form
My body my shape my self
Is not mine;
I am but a sound
My music my note my tune
Is not mine
I am but a smile
my face my eyes, my looks
are not mine
I am but a thought
my idea my vision my purpose
Is for the Heaven
The Pure The Holy The Forever
I am, but Love
Love that is just
I am but a speck of dust.

Comments
love your title/take.
:)
:)
full of humbleness
loved it to the core :)
thanks for sharing
Rohit
floating-expressions
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/04/then-snared/
Thank You all so much for the most encouraging appreciation.
Just a speck of dust ... wonderful.
Namaste