I am fire, burning through the sentiments that dwell in your heart.
I am ash, remainder of your thoughts, filtered out of your anger.
I am water, escaping through the narrow slits in your shallow, closed mind.
I am dust, small and fine, incomparable, but in strong number.
I am wind, raging, fleeting through the openness of your soul and trying to convince you.
I am rust, breaking slowly, scratch by scratch, withering in this storm.
I am earth, strong and undefeated yet firm and stubborn.
I am human, I err, turn back and fight again.
I am God, I decide my fate.
I am.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
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2 comments:
beautiful..just beautiful
Smiled when I got down to the human part. Nice to see personality shine through even poetry.
Tom
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