All Comments on 'You Ask Who I Am'

"I can only say that now I search on trails

for sign of god; a broken branch, a cold print,

his dew breath condensed on leaves, his name

written under stones. My arrow is ready."

this is just beautiful, I was stunned by this verse and the last line, got me. look, speechless :)

~aswirls

delve into the value of this powerful insight on the path of the seeker...paved with many stones to uncover ...burned in the fires of life to find its pearls...so beautiful...I enjoy the view from your eyes..thanks...blue

nice write, tangled words made it unclear what this poem is about but I liked some of the lines. I take it as your a seeker, searching?

an unknown identity. TK U MLJ LV NV

... a broken branch, a cold print,

his dew breath condensed on leaves, his name

written under stones. My arrow is ready."

It is beautiful. I was stunned by it also. It made cry...

I don't even understand why...