I am

I am vibrant and eternally new
I wonder if fate will deliver me to a picture-perfect day
I hear rippling of the waters, the gentle summer breeze
I see the cloud studded sky of metallic blue
I want to break free from all desolations of this world
I am vibrant and eternally new
This is me. I am.


I pretend I am afloat in the air like the wind driven leaves
I feel the air saturated with prayers and dreams
I touch the uncluttered powder-puff clouds of delicate pink
I worry of the time I’d feel inspiration has departed from me
I cry for those who are held captive of the gray threatening murk
I am vibrant and eternally new
This is me. I am.


I understand the winds of change will ripen this mortal cape
I say I’ll remain jovial and full of life, like spring’s first day
I dream I’ll be remembered as an unaging soul, a heart forever young
I try to keep pace of what my tomorrows are bound to bring
I hope the pillowy clouds hover over the golden peaks
I am vibrant and eternally new

This is me. I am.