Only I

No love, no truth, no ignorance,
No you, no they, no anyone,
Only I, only I, only I.

But then who writes this
And hopes who will read it
Ah, that is such a mystery
Which only the "I" knows

And here I sit writing
Unable to understand this
Nor able to "follow" anything.

But sitting quietly I am
Until some thoughts stir up
Which thoughts I allow
To issue forth in writing
When I sense not a problem
In doing so.