I use to look at myself all I could see
Was a stranger, someone not me
But now…
I see myself in the birds
Flying freely, knowing no bounds of a cage
I see myself in the wolf
One of a pack, a work ethic unmatched
I see myself in the lion
Proudly walking upon the ground that is my home
I see myself in the trees
Blooming with color and life in the spring
I see myself in the mountains
Standing tall and firm, unwavering in its stance
I see myself in the rain
Watering, nurturing the life I touch
I see myself in the rivers
Constantly moving, flowing with the currents
I see myself in the moon
Shining brightly in the midst of darkness
Finally, now I see
I am one with all that be
Authentically me



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