I am

I am

I am just a pair of eyes,
But my eyes are not autonomous from myself.
I am just an interwoven tapestry of cells,
But the cells fail on their own.
I am just a collection of thoughts and memories
On their own do they exist?

As the painting says to his painter,
As the clay pot says to his sculptor,
As book says to his author,

I AM because YOU ARE.