I am who I am.

the depths of my soul are indescribable,

indestructible and ever changing.

My dimensions extend definition

So no language made by meager men

could tell you who I am.

I must be lived, loved, and

experienced to be understood.

 

So seek for me outside the cave;

philosophizing on mountain top

rewriting my mind

and bearing my soul

I’ll be the echo on the wind

and the voice of the stars

 

You’ll find me defining the world

extension of all that I am

A reflection of a man, clear eyed and vibrant

Quixotic

Chasing windmills as an excuse to see the world.