Finding

Looking in the mirror and finding the world that

Obstructs the view of me to me myself.

I am that drop in the middle of an ocean

That reaches the land over the course of years,

I am those colors of the sky

That paint themselves around the setting sun,

I am that spark of sunlight

That dances in water besides the reflecting glass of vacant ships

Standing alone over the music of the unsaid world,

I am those feelings that need no description and are understood only by the worthy hearts;

I am the heart that sings,

The eyes that sigh,

The legs that never stop,

The fingertips that dance to every rhythm of each tune,

And the mind that bleeds

Being wounded by the ancient world,

By experiences all good, bad and neutral

I am that faith that creates god and miracles and cure and love…

This me I try to find

Among the phony people in the breath of nature

Releasing sighs over the exposed wounds

And under the magnificence of mighty sky.