Friday, March 6, 2009

What Could Be


We run from what could be
Because we are afraid of what might be.
What might be, might be,

But what could be, that should be, would be,
If we believed enough to run into,

Instead of away from the pain we might go through.


The Eye of the Beholder or As I Behold Her

I am a voice to be reckoned
with
I am someone to be cherished
I am loved if by no one other
than myself
I am touched by beauty
I am moved by kindness
I am full of desires
I am passion
I am here today and I will be
here tomorrow
I am fragile yet...
I am strong
I am at peace though
sometimes...
I am at war
I am complex
I am smart
I am...
I am simply me