Spontaneous Poetry

I AM. 

Katie M. ©2013

Vespers of light seep 

through the blue velveteen night. 

The birds sing of a dawning hope, 

That this day will be as the very first. 

And, as if some part of me can fathom, 

The unfathomable mysteries of the universe, 

I sense myself unfurl under the rising sun. 

With deepening breath, 

Heart nourished by tears and fuelled by

The insensible fears of the dark hours,

I am strengthened. 

I am strong. 

I am reborn from the power of 

The light and song;

The beat of all hearts,

Of beast and man. 

I am flesh made art. 

I am soul made iron. 

I carry myself through the wooded lands, 

the stone-ice mountains, the soft watered lakes. 

I am a precious cargo, a heavy load, 

But I am resolute. 

I am sure. 

I am.