Pursuit of Higher Self

In silence,
Just where I am
Just, where I sit
I utter no word 
I think of no word, yet 
I am known!
Who knows then…?
Who knows, that
I am not speaking?
Who knows, that
I am not thinking? 
And doesn’t the knower 
Need to be known?
Who watches?
Who witnesses?
In silence
Who am I?



Michael
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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