When I was human 8

Who knew could tell

I was here, and

Wasn’t;

Who knew could say

Where I went

Through dimensions

Taking up space

In the same place,

Yet different;

I was here,

I was there,

I was nowhere,

I was everywhere;

I disappeared only

To come back again,

With the same shape,

Yet different;

With the same name,

But slightly changed;

With the same aura,

Yet my atoms were shape-shifters

Into macro and then micro

Universes

Of being

Together

Alone.