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Food #17: A Poem for Walk-Ins: "I No Longer Am"

I No Longer Am

The one I was, I no longer am.
I know not who I'm to be.
How can I be this fleeting being
And still claim to be me?

A thousand full moons light the night.
A million suns warm the days.
They care not who watches them
They simply share their rays.

Light we come from
And light we are.
The sun, the moon, the earth
We see because of light.

Who I am and how I live are
Fleeting, fleeting things.
Only I am concerned about
What the journey brings.

Time is an illusion and so am I.
In one body or another
I've seen thousands of moons
rise above the trees.

Time is marked and counted here,
as a banker counts his gold.
I travel in time, a journey of imagination,
Only light is mine to hold.

Credits: from Lynne Hinton's poem "I No Longer Am"