I an the thunder, the sky
I am the stroll along the shore
when the tide is high.
I am direct dark and collective,
I am funny, yet I remain reflective.
I am struggle from start to last
A complicated forest
Simple as a blade of grass.
I am peace. I am love.
I am consumed with post-conventional thought
send down from up above.
I am a son. I am a brother.
I have long admired my father
and always will cherish my mother.
I am hope. I am change.
I am continually conflicted.
I am contrary. I am strange.
I am aware. I am alone.
I am the opalescent one
through who light is shown.
I am an enigmatic vibrant seed
I am an incarcerated soul
now freed.

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