Dharma.

The content of 'I'
In contemplation with 'I'
Standing as 'I'
Holding itself in it's individuality
In it's foundation it builds itself
To own itself completely 

It has to be my sleep
My sacredness
My gain and the knowledge of my loss
It has an eagerness
And it can never be annihilated 
Try hard as one may,
Only may be if possible
It can be through a dialect alone
Nothing more

I can destroy ignorance
Through the truth of I
The self lights it's own fire
And can rid of itself of all
Clinging, remaining
An end in itself
The purpose then remaining
Outside the realm of becoming