27 July 2011

ever changing me

choices have shaped me
the earth that I dig has taught me about riches
my family molds and softens my sharper edges
women, my eyes have never met are my sisters
images linger after the words have floated off in the wind
I am learning to breathe deep and to exhale
my ears witness laughter, crying and a second of silence
the herbs in my garden show me how to put down roots
stitch by stitch I learn to appreciate each moment 
the tapestry of life is right here

imperfect. changing. learning. loving. accepting. being
I am
not the same because of you