Who Am I?
Date unknown, ca. 1974
The deep, blue lake is quiet and serene. It is inconspicuous and rarely speaks up.
It is a mirror, the mountains, sun, and trees being able to see what they are by
looking at their reflections in the lake. The lake is in need of the streams that
flow into it and the birds, fish, and animals are in need of the lake.
Sometimes it is clear and other times cloudy and secretive. Many things are hidden in
its depths, some unknown even to the lake itself.
I'm only me when I'm with you. Who am I? What is the significance of being you? Who do I want to be, try to be? Why is it hard to be me?