Who Am I?
No longer a main priority,
no longer stapled to a better forever
determining worth and future.
I am the problems I’m not letting go of.
I am the energy and struggle to do better
in this Magical universe,
reincarnate like eggs in a nest.
My wonderful soul is witching on Cosmic music
sounding brighter than the sun to every Poet
driving everything fresh
caressing the Muse upon my brow.
The most clouded minds
find a way into the Beautiful.
Let’s dance that jive a bit confused
greatly used into a smile strangely grinning
through the garden door of life,
into a Beautiful high.