It is a cluster
those thoughts
feelings and perceptions
which seem to define
the individual I
my separate self..
After our birth
the mind steps forth
applying ****** form
to the cluster..
A cluster in separation
comes with the
unease and longing
which we all suffer..
Prompting a search
as two-edged sword:
the search reaches
for objects
and is unsatisfied
again and again..
Until in futility
a morning dawns
with the knowing
I am already
more than the cluster
and amazingly
the cluster is
made of That
which I am...