I am mere human

If I am my face as my identity I am just a figure,
If I am my body it is fire, air, earth  and water.
What ever others know me but I am not only body.
Different from that of the body, I am a living entity,

Others can identify me, by my face or profession,
my behaviour, gender, address or social relation.
I am father, brother, son, student, ruler or engineer;
good, bad, greedy, happy, kind, honest or courtier.

I can see, speak, taste, touch,  feel, smell and hear.
Of body, my senses, the conscious I am the master.
I am a soul, eternal and immortal that is my entity
My conscious makes me; body is virtual  identity.

Real identity is my deed, to where the soul has led
I became writer, scientist as soul and mind conceded
It is my soul in me, which can think and reflect-
experience, pleasure, pain;  can feel good or bad.

It is my mind that thinks, forms ideas and visualise-
all my emotions, desire, mood; mind can analyse.
It is soul that drives talents, emotions, beliefs, traits,
I am a unique and each soul is eternal and different.

I assume me master, of my body and consciousness.
But usually see them influenced by universal objects.
Soul is my existence, drives me, conscious is director,
To direct my soul, use of the conscious always I prefer.

My soul is tiniest part of the Lord, it is lent by the God.
When he will take it back, I am nothing, I am a void.
On each and every breath of mine, he has the control;
I am a human, because I have a body, brain and soul.