Tearani I want,
To know the difference
between I am and not I .
To find myself at water’s edge
and not afraid to dive,
I want the words to fly free and un afraid,
Sore high into summer sky,
Echo on a broken wall,
And fill the holes inside.
I want the essence of a poem
Of everything I am,
To swirl and float and feel
Everything I can.
To fallow whitened water
Like ink ran off a page,
Be placed its destination
To create a mark that says,
Nothing of possessions,
Not of that I own,
But exactly how you mean to me,
And to be not afraid to be alone.
And I’ll say everything I see my friends,
Exactly how it is, until I feel everything,
See everything, and this
Is the Tearani I thought
Wide awake and far from sleep,
This is the Tearani I decide to be,
Pulled out of simple dreams.
This is the Tearani behind and ahead
And hear it’s said in simple time,
In clever joke, witty rhyme,
Close ties and smudged freedoms,
Tearani knows if they don’t need me,
There wrong,
And no god knows I need them.
Only the Tearani I want.
