I Want to Be a Poet.

I want to be a poet and a painter
A writer and a dancer
 
I want to capture the world as I see it
And dissect it to be examined
 
I want to empty my mind
With the light and dark of the world
 
And spend my days beneath broad leaves
Or even bare branches
 
The roots of trees hugging me
Without ever touching me
 
Pulling me in through the dirt
As I remain on top soil
 
Though I am not a plant
I would be lucky to be so green
And growing towards the sun

Happy New Year everyone! For the first year in a while, I don’t have any concrete resolutions this January first. What I do have is this: a new year with new thoughts, new energy, new longings.

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