Remembering

Remember to Remember Who We are.

I am remembering that I see through one I.
It comes in spurts
   comes in breaths
This I who I am.
I see through the face of the other.

In the quiet
    I am the stars
    I am the whisper of the wind in the dark.
    I am the spray of the sea.
    I lapse into nothingness.
    - I am -