To Be Still

You are more than it.

You are more than your Heartbreak

You are more than your Blood

You are more than your Joy

Your Guilt

Your Memories, Obligations, or Fears

You are more than Numbers on a Scale or a Chart

or a Sexual Identity

You are more than your Hobbies

You are more than your Mantras

You are more than a Mother, Father, Sister, Brother,

You are not Color

You are not Money

You have no Face

You have no Body

No Gym Routine

No Couch Routine

No Addiction

You are more than a Factory for processing society's drudgery

You are more than Exhaustion

You are more than Bloodshed, Revenge, Anger

You are more than even Love or Understanding

Strip it all away.

You are more than a sum of your parts, more than a set of societal norms, more than your feelings. 

These are the easy answers; the ones that can be used to quantify ourselves based on specificities of time and environment. They are for the benefit of that which is not us.

If ever you have the courage to release your ego, you may have the chance to steal away

Who Am I

You are exactly the weight of the universe.