Being Me

These things I've seen

This loss I've known

For all this time

I let it grow

It leaves me now

I am alone

To live my life

I'm coming home

From a darkened room

In an empty home

To bathe in sunlight

Wash away the stone

No longer hunter

I have all I need

No longer prey

No fear to feed

Cobwebs of living

Blown by the breeze

Freed from the outer

By an innermost peace

I'm building a city

A place I can live

Building inside me

All that I can give

I am the wind

Now blowing

I am the tide

Now flowing

Not wondering

Just wandering

Not longing

Just belonging

copyright/all rights reserved Joe Fogg 2011

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