A desire to speak freely, openly,
Cut off by the hunger to sound off
Like the mighty wind over a cascading
Sound not heard,
Mistaken identity to taste…..
…with the exception of feel.
What I desire is perfection,
Granted, openly with acceptance…
Who am I?
I see no evil, hear no evil, yet I can feel it
All around me.
I close my own doors and God sees fit
To provide new ones carved without emotions,
Yet sealed with motivations.
I know who I am…
Stand up, sit down, walk, crawl, slide, elevate
Stimulate the desires you want in life.
Just know with every action there will always be
Know who you are.