Contemplation Of What I Am Not 
 
When I analyse 
My suffering 
My story 
My life 
I am actually analysing 
The story of all men 
That have ever lived 
The more I decipher
The more the stories spill out 
The greater my knowledge 
Whenever I contemplate 
With a view to find
Or with an aim to change
I see 
That I am only ever finding and contemplating 
What I am not 
Anything I find, is what I am not 
Because what I am is so subtle 
That it can never be found or thought about