Here we are, spilling our thoughts and emotion,
Looking, I realise the necessity.
Sullen rain, rapid feet, pressure.

Here we were, searching the depths;
taking the steps toward meaning.

Looking out far, we see the stars;
they are not, they are not.

Worried, hopeful, brave;
that we are.

I stared and realised

I looked at myself in the mirror.
I stared and realised,
I was truly me,
Lewis Sandilands.
But more than a name, a face also,
With emotion .
I’ve always been me.
I had lost it; the knowing of myself.
Knowing  I was the face and emotion before me,
I smiled.