I Am, What?

I am just like a drawing,

A figure combined with shapes, sizes and colours.

Initially, I am nothing,
Nothing but just a frame,
frame until I am formed.

However, I still exist,

Because I am thought off from God.

Before I am formed,

I am one with the wind.

I am one with nature,

I am one with everything seen and unseen in this world...

I am an idea,

I am in mind.

I exist, yet I am nothing.

I am, after all...

Just made out of shapes,
colours and sizes,
and other intricate elements.

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