U R R U
U R not your finger
though if lost, 'twould be missed.
In addition, minus a toe or two
U would still exist.
U R not your mind, you know.
It's universal, some have said.
Another thinker thinking thoughts
passing through our head.
U R not your heart. You feel.
And although essential to what is true
love and hate and fear and faith
are the winds we're swaying to.
U R not who U were
nor R U who U'll be
but U R still yourself today
and I am really me.
