The Gift


Im constantly traveling on various paths
from concrete to lava
from gravel to grass
collecting remnants of all that I pass
seeing the change in my mainframe
the way I love
The way I view things
and I finally see, me.
my conciousness continues to grow
as I allow my insides to unfold
revealing the gift that is, me.
revealing the truth and setting me free
giving all that I am to everything that I love
and receiving all that I am destined for
only following my heart can lead me
into the future I have yet to explore
my powers are that
I can receive showers of knowledge and understanding
my powers are that
I can reject being knocked down mentally and continue standing
so I must exhibit my gift while I'm still standing.

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