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May 2010
I know exactly what's expected of me;
A life filled with success.
What I want won't always follow the predestined path.
What I seek is happiness,
Which tends to follow its own road.
So I'll skip, not march
To the beat of my own drum.
I'll open my ears while the hummingbirds hum,
As the butterflies flutter,
And the bees fail to sting.
I'll open my mouth and proceed to sing
These truthful songs of freedom.
The words will make-believe
A land still filled with wonder-
Like a calm midsummer's eve.
I watch the water shudder
While mosquitoes skim the surface.
As I look to nature,
I see that everything is perfect.
I follow my own guidance
In the ways that bring me peace;
I have learned to step away
From those people filled with grief.
I know just what I need;
I could care less what others think.
As my mind surges open,
Rhythms of the universe speak softly to me-
Reminding me, constantly,
That anything is all I need to be.
Written by
Allie Savioli
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