Everything

Perhaps I want everything

I whispered to myself

It is not too late to

dive into your increasing depths.

Thoughts in limbo:

Love is all you have.

Budding life within the

stronghold of the sun.

Perhaps I want everything

I look into the mirror

and find two glass balls

staring back at me.

I am not I

I am my own way

of looking at things.

I am forgiveness

when I hate.

I am the uttering 

of joyous leaves.

The sunlight bent

as it crossed my path.

I remember yesterday.

My friends and I laughing.

They were still singing

when I left.

Perhaps I want everything

but love is all I have.

Love is all You have

and maybe that is 

Everything

after all.