I am here

'Where are you?'
Well here I guess
'No, where are you?'
In my head,
in my brain
in the cells,
the synapses and nerves
that must be where I am
or that is what I’m told

'No, where are you?
If I love you
where is my beloved?
I love your mind
not your brain
your loving heart
not your cells
your unquiet spirit
your strength of will
So I ask again
where are you?'

I am here in these words
for I have chosen these
just these, not other words
I enter the world
through this poetry I write
If you love me
I am here
in the words I choose
and my deeds
to which my words give sense

'Now I know
where to look
where to seek you out
my question now becomes
what are you?
what kind of thing is this
that I should feel such love?'

I am thought
I am will
I am beauty seen
knowledge understood
I can make words mean
choose evil or the good
I am lover I am loved
liar killer cheat or friend
if there my heart is moved
through regret remorse and guilt
my evil to amend
Where am I? I am here
I have gathered up these words
to build just this
and not another thought
I am spirit I am mind
brutality or tenderness
I am soul transcending death
I am consciousness