What do "I" look like? (Poetry Prompt)

Not looking back and not looking forward,

I choose to see my life in this moment.

I am a jumble of unsorted feelings.

I am a mystery of one billion seconds.

I am flesh, bone, and spirit, heart and mind.

I am a mixture of sunlight and grief.

I am one hundred unanswered questions,

and one thousand reasons to love.

I first wrote this as a poetry-writing prompt. It is for you, dear reader. Give it a try:
PROMPT:
Not looking back and not looking forward,
I choose to see my life in this moment.
What do “I” look like?