Everywhere was dark,
And the life was without an ark.
My eyes were already closed
To see all my Is’ are apposed.
One dream had many players,
One player had many dreams.
Hence the first was, is, and will
Be the same as the last.
From my closed eyes came this poem,
From my poem came I.
Like Tupac have said,
All Is on me.
And I am, and all the Is behold me.
Take heart in this phenomenon,
I am, and all there is.