Epiphany...

I am a million thoughts

Bound by unborn expressions

Woven without a seam.

The undignified youth 

With a corrupted dream;

 Uncouth, vague, undefined;

Volatile, dull, unrefined.

The last of the best

The best of the worst,

The blessed sinner, the gentleman accursed

I am

Empty thoughts traveling on rattling trains

Getting up and down at crowded stations;

Whatever is, will be and has been
the sight beyond, the unseen.

I am

The surprising birth, the unexplained death

The beating heart, the fatigued breath.

Love lost, found and lost again

The broken heart stitched together in pain.

I am

The answer to a million mysteries

Never found never looked for

The questions raised by years of history,

Plague, sickness and war

I am

A million people speaking together at once

Gathering at crowded malls and marathon runs

I was and always will be

I am and forever will be.