Contrary To Popular Beliefs

I am the vastness of the cosmos, Made to be mortal from parts of Immortality I live within spirit and my body's a host, My Heart is home and my mind in endless journey. I am an observer, a listener. A machine of filters, receiver and transmitters, Burn out my resistors and capacitors, that has been engineered to deceived, Programmed to resist what needs to naturally be conceived. I am the music and dance of the wind, That nudges and sway the trees held by false roots, I am the pulse of rain and whispers of the stream, Eroding whilst expanding banks of spruits. I am a child and a father in ecstatic action, Playing in wisdom, wise in infraction, Passion ignites with past's reactions and future's satisfaction, Lessons teaching that only one truth is left, Death is near, though not the end. Now, is all we have. I am bare without and bearing within, I am silence aloud in calm violence of the diminutives, I am the limit of an infinite Universe in sync, I am a contradiction to all popular beliefs. I am every prophecy, every omen, Every heart that is broken, every soul that was stolen, Close but yet open. A prose and yet a poem. I am falsely true. I am the old and I am the new. I am forever, in a moment. I am me and I am you.