Out There is Reality

Disembodied unit, I,
Who or where,
Beneath the sky?
Initiate
Or think a thought,
Imagination,
Timely caught?
To be real,
Express or feel
What is now,
Or what I ought.

There is a concept
That is you.
But what to do?
My mirror answers of me,
“Who?”

Still, by His spirit
Amply shown,
I’m known.