I AM

I AM A GRAY, SOMBER TEAR,

EARTH-BOUND, FREE-FALLING

TO THIS MAJESTY'S GROUND.

i am the ashes from the aftermath,

fluttering through a dreary air,

unable to find a place in life.

I am the BOLD and STEADY beat

of a deerskin drum, falling into

step with nature and compassion.

I am the sympathy note or get-

well-soon card that always

paints a warm smile on your lips.

I am the last, single bloody rose;

unable to heal, feel, or stand.

I'm being cut down.

I am the old, fragile veins flowing

through an elder's delicate hands,

weary and still giving with mirth.

I am the sun's kiss, gently

nudging night away, cradling

this barren, dying land.

I am that butterfly tickling

your stomach, the ruddy

glow in children's cheeks.

the warm, silky melody in winter,

creeping under doors and

wrapping you with joy.

THE BUBBLE IN YOUR LAUGHTER :)

THE GLINT IN YOUR EYE,

THE FLICKER OF A STAR...

THE SCORCHING GRAINS OF SAND,

BURNING A MARK INTO

THIS ODD PLACE.

i'm the ripple on the 

water, leaving no

simple little trace.

I'm the one afraid of

this basic word

called love...

I am the very brush-

stroke of a painter,

the first breath of a child.

SOMETIMES THE SALT IN 

YOUR PAPER CUT, THE CAUSE

OF YOUR TEARS.

but the reliever of your

pain, taking upon

myself your fears.

I am the faded gray of cities,

the burning white of anger,

the poison on death's lips.

I am engrossed in your sapphire

eyes, the tingle of your

stubble on my forehead.

i am the screeching of hearts

breaking, the shattering of

glass breaking upon pavement.

i am a lonely shell covered in

sand, buried with time, just

now being uncovered.

I am a clumsy spider

who always seems to trip

over my own web.

i am the hand that SAVES YOU and pulls

you from the icy depths of HATE and HURT.

i am your manual to life, that is always learning.

I am the light dusting of orange

on the clumpy underbellies

of clouds, buttery and warm.

YET THE SCREAM IN YOUR THROAT,

THE HATE IN YOUR EYES, THE

BRINE IN YOUR BLOOD.

I AM A LEADER.

A PUSHER

A HELPER

A NURTURER. 

MEET GAGE.

Let me tell you a secret;

there's no other like her.