ribbons

one word

you took

mistook

me

for someone

someone that i am not

i am not

in all

in all i am not

for i know not

thoughts and deeds

are not the source of I

they are merely actions

speed ed from

a moving car

twisted into light

upon the rippling stream

from the suns window

we shine

but we are streams

streams upon ribbons

upon streams

of light

we are not

and never shall be 

the fears that dwell 

within the cave of remembering 

are echoes

 of light

in the ears

and in the heart

but they are not

we are not

all that is

are the ribbons that bind us to the light