Walk in the Woods
Abstract: A Mix Of Me
A poem, about the reality that each of us is a bit unique and a bit of the influences we seek.
I am something,
small to be certain,
but not nothing.
And whatever I am and what I become,
my destiny is not entirely up to me,
but I mix of me and the Ones I behold.
Be they educated or green or angry,
a conspirator or thief or Holy,
where I lend my eyes and ears,
my heart will follow.
And from my heart will flow who I am,
a bit of me and a bit of those I seek.
And it will endure to the end.