I am that I am

I am who I am, such beautiful words
The most beautiful recognition of the true self
Without matching patterns, without effort
Of change, by accepting one's essence
In which both joy and sorrow mingle,
The past is gone with memories, and
The future is always what we
We create by listening carefully to ourselves
I am who I am, is feeling full
Agreement with myself, full agreement with
Everything we experience, even
Then, when it is not a pleasure
Multicolored, permeating, coherent
The vividness of our life, will not be full
Without constant contact with each other, in
Giving sincere consent to
What is...
Observation, in stopping the momentum around,
Stopping the cage every now and then, choices and willingness
To get to know everything as it
Is really, in the accurate assessment of feeling
I am who I am, is the key that opens
A path from which one will no longer wish to descend,
Being such living proof that being
Happy is in the everyday life, which
We soak up with full handfuls of the day....
And when we know who we are, so from
The center of ourselves, in the silence settled
Then even great noise and noise will not be
An obstacle to waking up in the morning
And in falling gently asleep after the subsequent
Events that the day has brought
And the sum of experience, wise knowing
Will help to wake up again in full
Of openness to what is about to happen....