I am a work in progress.
A soul adrift.
I have drifted over many seas,
Over beaches and mountains,
Islands and deserts.
I have climbed volcanoes,
and heard the hiss of the sun sinking into the waters.
I have climbed over boulders at midnight,
and skidded with rockslides over barren ground.
I have seen lakes of blue, green, gray, black, white and red.
I have seen a million shades of green.
I have tasted the extravagance of fresh air,
and have been choked by smog and smoke.
I have joined in your rituals,
and told you details of my own.
I have cast spells.
I have summoned courage.
I have spoken in tongues foreign to my own.
I have been understood,
and misundestood,
time and time again.
I have been known,
and i have been a nameless stranger.
I have felt the heat of love,
and the pangs of a broken heart.
I have known longing's name.
I have shaken fear's hand.
I have developed,
I have changed.
I will continue to do so.
I am a work in progress.
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
I am a work in progress.
A soul adrift.
I have drifted over many seas,
Over beaches and mountains,
Islands and deserts.
I have climbed volcanoes,
and heard the hiss of the sun sinking into the waters.
I have climbed over boulders at midnight,
and skidded with rockslides over barren ground.
I have seen lakes of blue, green, gray, black, white and red.
I have seen a million shades of green.
I have tasted the extravagance of fresh air,
and have been choked by smog and smoke.
I have joined in your rituals,
and told you details of my own.
I have cast spells.
I have summoned courage.
I have spoken in tongues foreign to my own.
I have been understood,
and misundestood,
time and time again.
I have been known,
and i have been a nameless stranger.
I have felt the heat of love,
and the pangs of a broken heart.
I have known longing's name.
I have shaken fear's hand.
I have developed,
I have changed.
I will continue to do so.
I am a work in progress.
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