Archive | January 2017

What Could This Treasure Be?

I briefly held a treasure;
It’s one I rarely see;
With many facets bright and clear
What could this treasure be?

 

Its beauty brought me pleasure
That caused my heart to sing;
Delighted as I drew it near,
What did this treasure bring?

 

A moment of clairty;
A glimpse of something more;
A word of truth within my soul;

Secrets I’m looking for.

 

Such a nebulous treasure;
One that must be set free,
For I am made to grow and change;
This treasure that is me.

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Who Am I Anyway?

Often soft,
Filled with thoughts of play;
Other times firm;
Who am I anyway?

 

Sometimes clear,
I’ve plenty to say;
Then I’m confused;
Who am I anyway?

 

So fluid;
Changing day by day;
Still questioning,
Who am I anyway?

 

So it is
That I have to say,
Ever searching,
Who am I anyway?