
I am the smoke you see when a fire is burning.
I am the light in your mind when you're actually learning.
I am the water of the mist in the fog or the dew.
I am the question in the mirror between me and you.
I am the sanctuary of sacred and the depths of evil.
I am the essence of animal and the madness of people.
I am the shadow movements that make you think twice.
I am the good, the bad, the mean, and the nice.
I am what you say I am, but for only a brief view.
I am the forgotten old and the unknown new.
About the Creator
Shanon Angermeyer Norman
Gold, Published Poet at allpoetry.com since 2010. USF Grad, Class 2001.
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