We speculate and are amused
by the questions we raise..
All questions..however..
reduce to one question:  What am I..?
We discover all speculations and amusements
seem temporary..entering and exiting..
but we sense there is something that
does not enter and exit..and whatever that is
seems to be what I really am..
All of the speculations and amusements
then are experienced within this
newly discovered something which I now know..
Speculations and amusements are
found to be real..and joyfully made of
the something I am...