Poem: What I See With My Eyes Before Me

What I See With My Eyes Before Me


What I see with my eyes before me,
I see me,
Between the trees
Staring out at me
Begging me to please just be
Put away my crazy desires and bigger than life aspirations
See me peaking out
Ready to seize the day 
By just being me in all my glory and my foibles
Seeing me clearly and truly
Loving me with soft wide eyes
Peaking out at me
Asking me to be. . . me



My soothing words of wisdom from last week are about the things you do not like about yourself:


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