I Am

I am observant and articulate

I wonder what lies beyond what we can’t see

I hear laughing in wind chimes

I see reflections in rain drops

I want freedom to express myself

I am observant and articulate

I pretend the moon is an opal marble that is just out of reach, and if I could only stretch a little farther it would be in my grasp

I feel that intolerant people hold each of us back from what we could become

I touch feathers on the wings of ambition

I worry when I am presented with too much change

I cry because of the silence

I am observant and articulate

I understand that some need their space to stay sane, while too much space for others is the reason for their lack of

I say that there is a fine line between dry wit and mass sarcasm, I often cross this line

I dream of books I have read and let them take me to a place where the only limitations are set by my imagination

I try to listen more than I speak

I hope that I will one day find my place in this world

I am observant and articulate