Who I Am

The soft warmth of a blue summer sky
The brightness of an amber sunrise
The coolness of a turquoise sunset
I'm the roar and rumble of thunderheads
The crash of the turbulent tides
I have hawk's eyesight and eagle's wisdom
Yet am trapped in mouse's limits
Peonies covered with ants, tall oaks
Dark, brooding forests
And the burble of a drifting stream
All this is who I am

Who am I?
Who are you?

Beneath the gender, beneath the nationality and race
Beneath the height, the weight, the eye and hair color
On the landscape of your soul
The canvas of your spirit
In the reality of your dreams

Who are you?