April 4, 2003, 2:21 PM

I am the dreamer and I am the dream
Alone and my own and yet never seen
I am within and I am without
I am the one who coupled with doubt
I am the slayer and I am the slain
Taking my pleasure embracing the pain
A passionate phoenix torn

I am the artist and I am the art
With patience and anguish I figured it out
I am the voice and I am the tone
I am the vision my dreaming has shown
I am the will and I am the way
And I am the coin with which I must pay
A choice I’ll never mourn

I am the actor and I am the act
body and vessel that bloods the pact
I am the master and I am the slave
I am the soul I’ve struggled to save
I am the promise that is calling
Entering freely, awakened and willing
To lose the mask I’ve worn

I am my pattern and I am my part
I am the focus, the stop and the start
As I am the brilliance, the burning star
I am also the darkness that stretches afar
By all that is sacred, profound and profane
The moment has come to claim my domain
I am my own daughter born

A. V. Morgan –