A new poem was born while I was on a retreat. The poem came to me while I was sitting and being with my feet cooling in the H2O of a waterfall. It is an invitation to be.
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I Want To Be
I want to be the honeysuckle vine that grows limitless in shadow and sunshine
I want to be the bubble in champagne that tickles up a smile
I want to make the noise of cicadas as I love with abandon
I want to be water, running with clarity
I want to be a firefly, dancing with childlike magic
I want to be a rock that can safely carry the weight of my intensity
I want to be space, knowing the rules of the universe yet still forming
I want to be night, where my dark soul can wander in creativity
I want to be light, in touch, in thought; a beacon from the dark
I want to be a chameleon who has the memory to adapt, yet remains authentic to form
I want to be the moon, happily chillin' out alone
I want to be a dolphin, part of a family swimming deep yet resurfacing
I want to be a rainbow that inspires others to search for their pot of gold
I want to be the spirit of me.
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Your poem beautifully reflects an emerging sense of awarenes that you are a reflection of your environment. It really is possible for the same person to behave and feel differently in different situations. Consistency is vastly over-rated in the world of human emotion and experience! In the past, perhaps you grew accustomed to suppressing the broadness of emotions in an effort to be something narrowly defined by someone else. You should be congratulated on your discovery - you are now free to feel, experience, and react to the world as you truly experience it.
-Dennis
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