What makes us who we are?
Is it the rising sun
or the falling stars?
I had an affair
She was radiant and bright
When I was eight
On through each night
She took me where the water flows
She took me to the place I know
For I have been there
When I lost my mind
When no one seen
Me as my kind
What makes us who we are?
Is it the sunrise
or a stormy day?
Or is it how we learned
to play a different way?
And when the sun
drew the night closer to me
I became the wild animal
uninhibited, wild as the sea
What makes us who we are?
A gentle smile
A kiss
A hug
The antipsychotic use of drugs?
The concoction is a mix of these;
Breathing and exercise
Goddess and God
Giving and Receiving
Male and Female
Loving and Learning
Happiness not Hate
Trusting and Being
Myself as I create
This is my drink!
The wine in my chalice
This is my nature
A sweet honey kiss
My Mother and Father
In full breasted Bliss
What makes us who we are?
The zodiac sign on every Star?
Do we follow the Blessed Bible
Or an Avatar?
I ask again....
What makes us who we are?
Copyright © 2007 Lori Foster
waning moon 8:52 Finis
