I am from sunsets and rose coloured lenses

from waves breaking on the shore

and palm leaves blown by the wind.

I am from chopsticks and soy sauce, dim sum and tea

from scholars, musicians, drinkers of whisky

and the women that loved them all.

I am from the Good Shepherd

who was nailed to the cross

and rose the third day

to bring this lost sheep home.

I am from smiling eyes and a crooked smile

from a waterfall of hair

that reaches for my fingertips.

I am from always alone but never lonely

so long as I have sand beneath my feet,

God at my side

and a flickr'ing, clickr'ing

world at my door.