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I am a monastery bell
Calling through the mountain air.
I am that quintessential moment
Of ecstasy, almost too much to bear.
I am an early morning sunrise
Tugging at sleep-dusted eyes.
I am that still, silent moment
That precedes the final knell.
I am the hope starved pilgrim
Kneeling at the wishing-well.
I am a shooting star,
Herald of the birth of kings.
I am the heart of man
Where hope eternal springs.
I am the chill of Winter
And the heat of the Sun.
I am the final rest
Gifted when life is done.
I am stardust and moonlight,
I am Ocean and Earth.
I am sanity and madness.
I am sorrow and mirth.
I am new-born and archaic
I am the known and the missing link.
Freestyle and formulaic
I am poet, poem, blood and ink.