one should flow through life like a river

being like the sun that warms others

soft as water and yet hard as a stone

poised as a mountain, and yet

fast as the wind that moans

 

a storm of emotions

delivering our words like a potion

we are all delicate flowers in a field

here merely for the season

absorbed in what we feel

 

our bodies bound to this earth like a tree

while our minds fly like a bird that is free

and above us all our the stars

the universe’s mystery

of who we really are

 

…a life…

 

A Campbell 2014 (~_~)

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