I am lost ..

Three words were in my heart.  I shaped them soundlessly with my trembling lips, as i had not breath to ".spare for a whisper, "I am lost
.And, having given up life, I suddenly began to live.

The right question will take us home.
The right question isn't:
"Who am I?"
The right question is:
"What am I?"
Before we can ask the question we must admit that we do not know the answer - admit that we are lost.