Who am I?

swimming in vast circles.

Always seeing new things,

always seeing old things.

In the night of my mind I am a wolf

hunting in wide open spaces.

Always searching for new things,

always finding old things.

In the sunny afternoon of my mind I am a cat

sleeping in warm boxes on the floor.

Always dreaming of new things,

always waking up to old things.

In the crystal clear of my mind I am myself

standing confident in the glow of my inner light.

Always learning new things,

always changing old things.