Local Social Network for the Arts Community in Central Valley
This is my mind.
I guard it with my life.
I have spent too many days and nights,
tirelessly sifting through sand,
gathering up threads and pieces ,
This is my body.
I guard it with my mind.
I have spent too many hours fighting,
to own it.
I cannot give it away to pain
as though it was weightless
sheets of paper.
These are my words.
They are sacred
only to me.
I say them
because I believe them to be true.
I stand by them with body and mind.
This is my soul,
that uses the words to make itself seen.
I cast away any shame or shadow that attempts to quiet or belittle it.
It has long outgrown my body,
I feel it trailing behind me and branching out in every direction.
I allow myself a much larger space to pass through
and exist in
than that required
by my physical presence.
This entire being is my responsibility.
make of it.