Living

Living

How shall I live

In a world that would empty me

Of my energy and time

Catching me up in a cyclone

Of doing and having?

How shall I live

In a world that would see me

Void my heart of love

For brothers and sisters

Because they are different?

How shall I live

In a world that would have me

Believe that I can be better

Than anyone else

If I own more than them?

How shall I live

In a world that spews lies at me

Through speakers and screens

Telling me it’s hostile

And I ought to be afraid?

Perhaps I shall live

By rebellious acts of replenishment 

Love guiding me

Instead of ambition

Simply being me

Perhaps I shall live

By allowing my heart to exist

Perforated and imperfect

Feeling the tides of grief

For myself and others

Perhaps I shall live

By knowing that differences

Are something beautiful

To discover delight in

And to treasure

Perhaps I shall live

With nature growing

Wild in my heart

My face turned forwards the light

Entirely enjoying this imperfect life