What am I

I am born of the earth, 

growing in the rays of the golden sun, 

each breath filled with the energy of life, 

I observe the balance, as above so below, as within so without. 


Into the earth my roots grow deep, 

the mysteries of being human unfold,

I travel along the branches life,

creating my fruit of experiences to taste.


Out of the pool of tranquility,

arises a thought clothed in majesty

magnetic,  pulsating a potential

forming into an idea of brilliance


A word now spoken ripples through the waters of my world,

I observe the vibration of energy within my field begin to illuminate,

feeling optimistic joy the expectation of something wonderful,

a new seed of creation is born to life. 


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