I Think About Myself All The Time Poem by Mohammad Younus

I think about myself all the time
Who I am? What is my reality?
In the moments both sweet and sublime
Am I a part broken off from the whole?
Am I an immortal being in the mortal frame?
I can only dream about my reality
I know I am a dream born in a dream
And I know my dream is a reality
My life and my death are dreams within a dream
I know my reality is nothing but what I dream
It's horrifyingly beautiful that I'm only,
That what l dream about my reality
My dream is not a sleeper's dream
It is my awakened consciousness
I was when no one was there by my side
I am and no one is by my side
I'll be and no one will be by my side
Do you get me?
I'm talking about my essential reality
That has got no particular name, no separate identity
Physically I am just a bubble on the surface of water.
A bubble that is born of water!
A bubble that is never separate from water!

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