What am I?
If I leave no trail-
if my existence dwindles…
Not for me to decide,
or you.
Or him, or her
or them.
I am human-
Grass between toes
Fire consuming heart
Water racing in veins
Air inflating lungs
Life is in me.
What am I?
If I leave no trail-
if my existence dwindles…
Not for me to decide,
or you.
Or him, or her
or them.
I am human-
Grass between toes
Fire consuming heart
Water racing in veins
Air inflating lungs
Life is in me.
Some call it red 
Reblogged this on John Looks Out On Life and commented:
Fire carries on
Lighting the way forward
Never trailless
Very empowering words!
I enjoyed the poem. Your words are true. We must be free to be who we are.
Reblogged this on The Good, Bad and Ludicrous and commented:
Exactly!
YOU are Life Static: no mass, no motion, no location in space or time; creator of those things and capable of the creation of effects by postulate, consideration and perception.
Great structure. Dat diagonal slant mmmm I know what I want for breakfast dat diagonal slant mm yeahhh. Seriously though, this was good, liberty and what not.
Blossom, and let us get caught in your fragrance. Beautiful…
One can relate!
Very cool. Tres cool!