I am dust
I am breath
I soar the skies, forever searching
what is to be found?
a glimpse of gold maybe
a twinkle of happiness
a meandering path
I wander uninhibited
I disappear
I am gone
It is hard to explain who I am in words. Maybe this is why I use poetry. They become the words that represent who I am. I am a poet, I am an artist, I am sensitive, I am caring, I am loving, I am strong, I am weak, I am a lover, I sometimes cry too easily and try to hide that I am hurt, I love to give and get hugs, intellectual stimulation is amazing, I collect rocks, my favorite animal is the cat, I get excited over the little things in life, I am the oldest of 4 kids, I sometimes hate myself, my favorite colors are purple, yellow, and green, I like to drive late at night when there is no one else on the road, I could spend my life out in the woods, I miss seeing the mountians outside my window everyday, I sometimes stay up just to watch the sunrise, I love to lay and watch the stars on a moonless night, I drift off and day dream often, I can't stay in one place long, I have a tendancy to wander off and not tell anyone, I don't sleep nearly as often as I should, I am only me and no one else.
A gryphon cannot be tamed, for it you try and place it in a cage, it's feathers will lose their luster and their eyes the fire... and the gryphon would slowly die of heart break and longing for the open sky...
If men had wings and bore black feathers,
few of them would be clever enough to be crows
-Henry Ward Beecher
If you talk to the animals
they will talk with you
and you will know each other.
If you do not talk to them
you will not know them,
And what you do not know
you fear.
What one fears one destoys.
-Cheif Dan George
I drift slowly out into nothingness
a small flame to light my way
this path is long,
winding deep into this canyon
whisper gently
your words echo against it's walls
burying themselves deeper into my heart
even the thudding in my chest seems to echo
harder, and harder
your warm breath mists the air
I can feel it against my neck
as you hold me in your arms
keep me warm
protect me against the frost
there is a long journey ahead
and tomorrow is a long ways away
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Can blindly continued fear-induced regurtitated life-denying tradition be overcome ~Alanis Morissette
I am lost, I am nothing in this numb shell that is me. Please allow me to find my true self, so I can dig me out.
