All I Am

I am everything. I am nothing at all. I am the spinning basketball. I am the wheel of a roadster. I am the top down view of a coaster. I am an apple on a tree. I am giant stingered bee. I am the rear of your knee. Or maybe I am a banshee. Perhaps I’m the flower. Given to that pretty girl. Or perhaps I am a simply designed swirl. Or maybe I am none of those. As I drift along my journey. Through this expansive sky.