Of Myself and of Thee

I know so little of myself
I perceive myself to be
Only because You think of me.

I spin about like elemental sprites,
Really nothing without You,
Yet dancing as the orbs
Upon the stage of Time and Space.

I know so little of my heart,
How it can beat and bow,
And even break.
That I am free to move,
Opposing Your dreams for me.

You are the spirit and stuff
Of my many moments,
The thought I hold dear,
And the music I hear.

I know so little of myself,
But You speak me and here I be,
Living and dreaming,
Praying and waiting,
To see all You have thought of me.

Copyright 2016 Joann Nelander

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