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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