no purpose in creativity

I am the one who lies next to you in sleep
i am the one whose breath tingles the hairs
on your neck

i am the one who peeks around the corner
i am the one whose foot fits in your shoe

i am the one who sees in the dark
i am the one who puts on the light

i am the one who holds your hand in the cold
i am the one who pats your face in the snow

i am the one who had the last laugh
i am the one whose echo you hear between the mountains

i am the stillness that surrounds you
i am the light of the firefly in the dark

i am who you are
i am the one you can't see
i am the one who on a cold night puts the frost on the mirror

i am the flame in the fire
i am the warmth from the heat

and when to dust you return
i'll be the urn that holds you

and when you are thrown to the four corners of the earth
i'll be the cosmos that surrounds you.

the end.