The link between the words, forming a sentence,

That I am, the blank space

The strong invisible unbreakable bond

Not yet defined and written about

In suitable words.

When my garden is abloom, the scent exuded,

By the flowers and the grass,

That I am who cannot be touched

But touches us all, as though alive,

Differently aware.

Out in the open beneath the starlit night, I hear,

A voice asking me to step out

That I am, my quiet breath,

Reeking of love and humility that fills my cup,

Overflows the brim.