I am the first breath of a baby being born,
I am the calm before every storm.
I am the sands of time in a glass,
I am a fond memory from the past,
I am your first, I am your last.

I am the promise you failed to keep,
I am that void in a dreamless sleep.
I am the whispered prayer at Sunday Mass,
I am the future, present and the past.

I am fate and I will visit you in every disguise,
I am the passion mirrored in your eyes.
I am the...