Like one who digs for lotus-stems

[brynmawr1]

Like one who digs for lotus-stems

Who am I? 
The hrishi said: 
Ego, the lie 
of existence
by a vanished river.

Hi Busker,

I am afraid I don't have anything particularly insightful to suggest for improving this piece.  I do like how the opening question reads like a standard riddle that then morphs more into that age old, existential question- No, who am I?  I also like how the end reads like a turn in a haiku.  I looked up hrishi for better context but just got contemporary indian pop music.  My frustration, then, is that without broader context it is harder for me to fully enjoy it.
Take care,
Bryn