The body buzzes electric, pulse of life, beating of heart, rush of blood, rhythm of breath, All intermingled, a symphony apart Celebrate the self, the soul, the spirit, The endless possibilities, of all we can be, The dynamism of diversity, the power of … | poetryfest March 27 | The body buzzes electric, pulse of life, beating of heart, rush of blood, rhythm of breath, All intermingled, a symphony apart Celebrate the self, the soul, the spirit, The endless possibilities, of all we can be, The dynamism of diversity, the power of difference, A grand tapestry, an entanglement of you and me. I am the dirt beneath my feet, The sun that blinds my eyes, the wind ruining my hair, I am the earth and sky, the mountains, worms, and fleas, All that is, and all that can be, I am. I see the universe in all its glory, In every weary face, every smile, In every tear, in every story, I find my own, and I'm beguiled I am a part of all that is, A thread in the fabric of life, Connected to every thing, In a world of wonder, a world of strife. I celebrate this gift of being And all the chaos it entails, we are one, and we are many, And in all our ugliness, beauty prevails. | | | | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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