I am simply moving and reacting all alone
I have that confidence and struggle with it
All as it is a constant a lot to handle as it
Come all the time. There is not ever much
Of a break. I choose to react, I choose to be
A part of all that is around d me, all that I
Sense and I with an openness accept it as a
Life force, an honor, a blessing, a trial a trail
That which I must listen to and react to and
Not run away from as it is my lot it is my being
I love my life I am here to e involved to
Be a part to e on the stage to be alive as
Fullas I may and it sure is taxi git sure
Puts weight and pressure , pierces and
Dices and slices, stabs, hugs, holds, kisses
Me at all given times I live it I love it , I
Know I may do this, I know there is worth.
I feel it is right even though I realize I am
Bucking every train of thought, of process
As I do this alone without any help. Without
Any encouragement, without blessing, with-
Out a hig or a kiss, silence is my audience asI
do not exactly please, no one knows what to
Say or how to react!? But my mission is not to
Please it is to record to put down that which I
Am reacting to as honestly as I possibly may
Whether others in my lifetime will ever understand
That is not problem or my concern, I must be me!
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