Dot am I?

Sometimes I feel
That am I,
A water drop
A dot of the ocean
Connected in real,
unreal, virtual dots around.
Who knows?

When I see,
Come out of
False identification
As a Dot, as a drop...
What do I find.
There is no I
Not am I a Dot
Not even a drop
Nor a water
Or called an ocean

Then,
who am I?
Dot, drop, ocean, water, H2O or....
How about just being a part of Nature, Universe? Or simply called manifested nature

As thought travels
Bigger deeper questions emerge
What's there which seeks identity?
Why it seeks so? Does it have such a need?

Shhhhhhh

Silence felt
Down

A knock
And
Again a question

Who are you?