Finding I

One day, I missed I
It wasn't left inside my bag,
or slipped among small stuffs in my pocket.


I tried to find I in the deepest I,
carefully explored things inside I,
put my eyes on every element of I.

But still,
I couldn't see I.


In my desperate,
I raised up my head
Then I saw lots of me
In the market, in the bus, in the eyes of people


And the I ...

is being completed in me ...