Who I Am !

I am a caterpillar; holed up in my coccoon;
stepped on; by an angry foe;
sometimes I long to return to the womb;
for I’m lonely; with no place to go.

I’m the eagle, majestically taking wing;
ready to soar high above;
envying the robin; still willing to sing;
or the nondescript turtle dove.

I am the eye within the coming storm;
buffeted by the winds of change;
I still have the sun; to keep me warm;
from reality; I feel estranged.

I am the peace; in the winds of war;
it’s turbulance I constantly feel;
I am the dawn, worth fighting for;
in a reality, become surreal.

I am both life, and death, as well;
living out my destined cycle;
searching for heaven; avoiding hell;
fearing my demonic rival.

I am both the wind and also, the waves;
the quicksand; where death is found;
I am the prodigal; who the Master saves;
I am life; planted in the ground.

I live in darkness; the dead of night;
treading water; as best I can;
in the morning; I’ll return to the light;
dawn will reveal who I am.

Monty 12/31/24. # 2,546