Poem written by my mother in 1982
I Am
I am one with the rest of nature
timeless
life-full
child of the centuries
mother of life yet unborn
I am the solid rock of the mountains
exposed
vulnerable
strong in the face of storm
I am the violent hurricane
lashing out
tearing down
I am the gentle breeze
caressing and
caring
those I touch
I am the curious chipmunk
shy and
bold
hesitating, advancing, exploring
scolding, chasing, playing
I am the young bird struggling
to fly
to experience
the freedom of fullness of being
I am the river
running deep
I am the forest pool
the fresh mountain stream comes spilling into me
I overflow - spill out
am cleansed and cleanse
I am Maureen
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