Why Am I Me Alone
© Surazeus
2016 02 17
One question only sparks my mind with light
to wonder about origin of souls.
Why am I conscious of myself alone
among countless creatures who ever lived
on every world that ever spun to life
in all the vast eternity of space
in every universe that blossomed bright
through every cycle of expanding time,
though all those memories of evolving life
glow whole in every atom of my brain?
Why am I me, here and now on this sphere,
contemplating random chance of existence
to see myself in every whirling atom
that vibrates with my fragile consciousness?
© Surazeus
2016 02 17
One question only sparks my mind with light
to wonder about origin of souls.
Why am I conscious of myself alone
among countless creatures who ever lived
on every world that ever spun to life
in all the vast eternity of space
in every universe that blossomed bright
through every cycle of expanding time,
though all those memories of evolving life
glow whole in every atom of my brain?
Why am I me, here and now on this sphere,
contemplating random chance of existence
to see myself in every whirling atom
that vibrates with my fragile consciousness?
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