It is a style a belief a trusting so of gut
Born and forced first was my gut and
So I will put my spiritual being into the
Avenue and acting reacting and recording
Of first instantaneous impressions imps &
Professors and students and teachers as I am
Alone in this as it gains no accolades, makes
No money, but those were never my aims as
I want to try and forge my own path and
Not follow the crowd as the younger with
Age I get the sharper my eyes and senses
And observations to serve no one in my
Earnest pursuits but myself! Who is anyone
To judge another, their worth their word their
Style they’re being there living their ways!? Not
Me, I will go this manner of thinking, working,
Believing, trusting and follow it through without
Having any way of knowing where it will lead me
And what I may produce with words colors images
Associations, questions , songs, theater, opera,
I am to be swept up by that energy all around me, let
It have its way and ways with me as I am sure there
Are many, so waiting to experience ad to respond and
React, I have no exact way of knowing, not caring
Except wanting to be safe and alive to get up the next day
Pushing all my buttons, all my boundaries, being yes
Brave fearless, not caring what others may say, write
Or do in response as they are not my masters, they are
Not my judges, they may gossip as gossip they will
That is often the way, so I weigh in on all of this believing
In myself my abilities my worth my salvation my being
I am open to it all, I am here, lucky so with true life,love!
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