‘Tatuamassi’.

Every body says what i should be
What they all want me to be
But who will tell me who i am?
Who am i? i want to know

Because,
The distance between’what i am’
And what ‘i myself think i am’
Is the distance between me
And he who said” i am what iam”

Slowly weared off curiousness
And in that place came weariness
The unceasant walk had worn me out
And the distance only magnified

The more i walked the more i strayed
Away from truths that lay buried
Until atlast i understood
That never will i understand

And in that moment of despair i heard
A chant of long forgotten word
The ancient word of mystery
That dawns upon the enlightened
Tatuamassi
‘Thou art that’

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