“Who am I?” asked the raw-

Aged man to me in the noon.

I laughed vigorously, he saw.

Pale he went soon.


I became silent, dead silent;

The question stroked me hard.

I saw, he then grew more violent.

The wisdom never gained by any bard.


I cried all the night.

Paradox—I couldn’t find me.

Everything faded from my sight.

“Who am I?” was the only I could see.


Seek within you, in solitude, and cherish.

Infinity is within you, know it and perish.

-Rozesh Gautam