Poetry Spiritual

I Am

Have you ever wondered who you are and how you fit into the world? Have you ever searched for answers and been guided to find them? "I AM" speaks to that quest of knowledge.

Once upon a time, I went on a quest

To find answers for life

And its multiple choice test

I searched the world far and wide

So the answers could be given to me

But it wasn’t until this one night when I went to sleep

And, heard a voice speak within my dream

Saying, “Hello chile”

I looked around, said, “Who are you?”

It was an elderly woman with

A large silver-grey afro,

The size of the moon

I caught her piercing gaze

Through her slit eyes that looked

Completely black

They were being drug down

By her lead weighted under-eye bags

And then this old woman smiled

Which only deepened her already

Grand Canyon sized creases

She said:

I am your great-great grandmother

Descendant of the first mother

Portal for which came all others

I am the woman who endured months of

Soul and flesh creating pregnancy

I am the soul that ceased to exist

So that yours may persist

And carry on our bloodline, our legacy

Though this old woman answered

I still didn’t comprehend

So I asked this woman

Who she was again

I looked to where she was before

But she was no longer there

And when I finally placed her

She was different

Now younger, no wrinkles

And a sun-sized black mane for hair

Whereas before she wore all white

Now she stood muscular, and bare

She answered

Much louder and with conviction:

I am by NaKiima Reid

I am your great-great

Greatest of strength

Greatest of downfall

And your resurrection –

Your greatest of wins

I am your greatest tests set before you…

Your greatest accomplishments

I am the greatest of all greats for which you should know

I am the great- great which you must tap into

To succeed at your inner and outer growth

Deeply touched by this woman’s claims

I was inclined to know her name

Since she had not told me this,

I asked her once again,

Who are you?

This time the woman had left from the room

And when I looked to see where she had gone

I was met with a gaze

That was similiarly my own

She spoke:

I am you

The material of your flesh

Held together by the carbon of

My once upon breath

My blood-cell ships

Flow through the red Nile

Of your veins

I am the carpenter that built

The staircase of your ascending DNA

I am the programmer that

Plugged myself into your code

Allowing myself presence in your personality

And your features: our eyes, hand, feet, ears

And nose

Our beings merged into one vessel

So there’s no denying that you are we

The entire time as I gazed upon my reflection

I experienced a sort of inception

For when she–I spoke,

I didn’t hear it

But I felt it

This time not saying anything aloud

Out of pure shock

I didn’t speak, feeling

As though she already knew my thoughts

But as time went, I understood

A bit more clear

I sat to think on her answer

But after a while realized she had disappeared

And instead there was an orbit of light here

I was incognizant of the fact

That I was still in a dream

I thought to myself

Can this orbit of light speak, what is this creature,

This being?

But despite these thoughts

My reasoning proved lost as I asked,

Who and what could you possibly be

This orbit of light that was small in size

Now grew to great magnitude

It entered itself into my flesh

And extended beyond the enclosed room

It sent its coded message directly into my brain

Saying:

I am

I am that which extends beyond time and dates

I am undefinable yet,

Sensed in immeasurable ways

I am that which lacks form

But that which forms all

A part of all, but not attached

I am

The objective in the purest form

I am

As I always will be

And was before

It was at this point I realized

I couldn’t sense anything

I realized I was gazing upon the earth

But couldn’t sense that I had a body

So convinced I was

That this was no longer a dream

As I looked upon a human made sea

Of people engaging in daily activities

But upon further inspection

Revealed that each shared my face

Bared my reflection

And that’s when I felt it

Each of their thoughts, feelings

Each of their joys, each of their fears

But this feeling didn’t come from out of nowhere

It reanimated as something I had always known

Something that had always been here

That’s when I heard the faint whisper from afar

Saying

I

And I

And I

And I

It’s what you currently feel

It’s you’ve always seen

For I and I

Means that

I

Am all of we

 

6 comments on “I Am

  1. Jbeurk@Gmail.com
    What can I say that is awesome inspiring piece of writing I explain I n I to the fullest great work

  2. That woman seems to be your higher self.

    • Na'Kiima L. Reid

      Yes I think higher self is a gross l good way to describe it… I also think of a shedding of the physical form and getting back to true energy source

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