I am what I am
What I was, and what I have been.
I am forever changing, minutely static.
I live in each passing moment,
only to aspire for what my future holds,
all the while acknowledging my past.
Our condition is limiting, so we must live in our dreams.
My wishes, my fears, my ever changing attitude,
I allow myself the power of absolute observation.
Aug 23, 2012
Aug 23, 2012 at 1:42 PM UTC
I am what I am
What I was, and what I have been.
I am forever changing, minutely static.
I live in each passing moment,
only to aspire for what my future holds,
all the while acknowledging my past.
Our condition is limiting, so we must live in our dreams.
My wishes, my fears, my ever changing attitude,
I allow myself the power of absolute observation.
Request permission to use this poem