Who am I
Am I the bird in the sky?
But birds live in cages too.
Am I the tree in the forest
A delicate balance of give and take
But trees don’t go anywhere.
Am I a cloud, ephemeral
Here one minute, gone the next
Only to appear once conditions are right again?
Who am I
Am I the breeze that blows
Lonely, caressing, loved but only in small doses?
Am I a river flowing
Journeying where no one else can
Only to have my identity removed when I merge with something bigger?
Am I perhaps the earth
Giving, giving, giving
Only receiving erosion in its stead?
Who am I
Am I the sun, moon or the stars
So far from reach yet essential for survival?
Am I human
Who destroys that which sustains it
So fearful it has forgotten who it is?
I must be the universe then
To have all this in me
And outside of me.
Is that who I am?
Perhaps a better question to ask
Would be not who I am
But what I want to be
For then I can decide
The parameters of my expression
Reject that which does not apply
Embrace that which does
And finally be true to who I am.
This post is a part of Blogchatter Half Marathon.
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