That Sums it up Perfectly...

when considering me
dare i wonder aloud
what about history
and the time in a cloud

My past is of the roots
connections front to back
into veins and shoots
and support for my track

my future is leaf lined
with branches extending
so far up eyes are blind
to the magic they're rending

sides i consist of two
parts raised in dichotomy
developing life anew
in searching for identity

branches down to roots growing
connected into symphony
my current place is knowing
i'm the trunk of this here tree