For Me Being Me

 

For me being me, 

I take this opportunity to spin my web,

In mid air connecting dots to lines,

For each water bead a seedling spark,

Birthing in the within, I take all mind to bend,

Projecting thoughts eyes pretending real,

Giving God my ideal,

For feeling surreal and being tops,

I water my plants knowing the plot.

For me being me,  

I take this chance to spin my web, free.  

In mid air, connecting dots to lines,  

Each water bead, a spark that shines.

Birthing within, I bend all time,  

Projecting thoughts in rhythm and rhyme.  

Pretending real, I shape the ideal,  

Giving God my vision to feel.

Feeling surreal, I rise to the top,  

Watering my plants, knowing the plot.  

For in this gardening thought, I grow,  

My seeds into dreams, I let them flow,

Dancing my best being me.

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My creative process flowing ideas, intentional shaping reality. 

art baby blue