I am the river flowing
constantly transforming, reshaping
however
I rest on a foundation that will forever remain the same
I am an untold story
written and rewritten throughout time
yet
the scratches and scrapes gained trying to erase past mistakes
have begun telling their own account
I am the bluebird
nested high
at the trees peak
not because Im trying to outfly the rest
but
I simply found beauty in seeing the world from a different view
I am the hurricane, the tornado, the earthquake, the tsunami
content, comfortable,
yet influential, unpredictable
I pick my battles infrequently
I remain unforgettable
Confidence is not something I picked up on the way home
Peace of mind did not come in the mail today
My life experience didnt come
giftwrapped and delivered
on May 20th or December 25th
I have developed into the true essence of Me
No room for arrogance
I dont believe that Im fault-less
I have learned to accept them and love me
I feel as though I can lay golden eggs...
I am humble in my being blessed with the gifts that I possess
Despite the fact that there are many
Veruca Salts in the world.
