I am a child of the earth.
I am strong and durable like the soil that gives life to beauty.
I am the beauty of a flower blossoming among the weeds.
I was taught to fight through pain not succumb to it,
I was taught to stand tall like the trees that allow life to survive.
I am the air that gives freedom to winged things.
I am everything.
We are all everything.
If someone ever tries to make you think differently take lessons from the sky:
Shine as bright as you can while you can because like the sun your light will eventually die,
Don’t let pain or holes in your heart diminish your power,
Be like the o-zone layer, continue to protect what’s important to you.
The most important thing to remember is to never change who you are for the benefit of another.
Be like the weeds who continue to grow even when they are shunned and told that they are useless.
Be like the birds soaring high over the heads of their enemies.
Be like the ground that supports the people who tread upon it but never appreciate it.
Realize that you don’t need the appreciation of anyone but you.
Be like a hurricane destroying whatever tries to stop you from getting to wherever it is you want to be.
Be like whoever you want to be.
Be like you.
Be a child of the earth.

Don't call yourself a river
- it evaporates leaving a stony riverbed fish skeletons behind
Don't call yourself a rock
- it is worn away with time into fragments, smoothed planes
Don't call yourself the sun
- get too close and burn
Don't deem yourself the night sky full of stars
- they are ancient echoes vibrating with radiation
Comparing yourself with pens, knives
- mere inanimate tools; their meaning only lies in their use

Call yourself human
Feel the imperfection settle into your bones
and own your identity
Looking for faint romantic descriptions in
non-living objects
is irony
don't you see?
This body of yours will decay
Bit by bit every part will fail you
Feel the blood in your veins, wearing away your vessels
Growing stronger, then weaker
You were meant to be embraced from the day you were born,
child of nature
You are the present, the now
Just as ephemeral
You are human- breathing in and out
Your purpose is always clouded

Yes
I'm lost in my head
It's not that hard really
With the labyrinth in my brain
A left turn sends me to disaster
Go to the right and I find insanity
Around the bend I just might find
That happiness I lost four years ago
I'm going in circles
But I don't regret getting lost.
If I'd never strayed from the straight path,
I would never have understood
The beauty and horrors of life
I would never have known risk
I would not know what it's like
To be alive.