I Am

by Duncan Dwelle, July 1996

I am
- neither wearer of socks nor lover of clocks,
those tyrants of life’s precious hours;

I am
- often sitting on docks watching water on rocks
or face down in dirt counting flowers;

I am
- playing with words or watching the birds
but rarely beset by real strife.

I am
- deeply lost in my dreams and sometimes it seems
my dreams are more real than my life;

So if you might fear that I’m not really here
when you stand very close and shout loud -

Remember I see each bramble and tree
in the forest which covers your cloud.