I give you three guesses and more, but <br />Even the oracle cannot make me out <br />The sphinx uses my mystery in riddles <br />I am dove, I am eagle, I am the sun <br />The forest is my son, the sea my daughter <br />I am the bread that you denied the hungry <br />The water you dried up to spite the thirsty <br />The gaping hole in the sky is my legacy <br />The polar ice caps sweating is my doing <br />I am the one here and over there <br />History is my handiwork, the future, too <br /> <br />I am the numinous, the ineffable<br /><br />Eddie Roa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/enigma-29/
