I am. 

 I want to clear my mind
open my mouth, tongue out
I thirst for spirit,
finding a place to land

I rest here, no nonsense
life of my own I own this
stories shed away

I hold you carefully
in my arms
I lean into you
I lean into me

I hold beauty in my palms.
Don’t you see?
Can’t I see?

I am not often who others think I am.
I am not often who I think I have been.

I am, I am, I am.
    

forgive – from 2012

 

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6 responses to this post.

  1. I really like this a lot. Beautiful, just beautiful.

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  2. Agree. This is a lovely poem.

    Reply

  3. Very nice! Have a happy day! 🙂

    Reply

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