This week's top of the heap... Exploring your inner being
Fairday: My clearest me... rhyming verse of course!
(Lizzy swears that I think in rhyme : )
I sway like pussy willows in a warm breeze. I am a shifting wind across the high seas. A babbling brook bubbling by- enjoying it all with a watchful eye. I'm a moss covered rock, a warm, wooly sock, a shimmering light, or the darkest, cold night. In a throne draped in velvet, hung from green vines, I sing and rehearse all of my lines. It is something so special to know who you are, to let yourself go and reach for a star. These things I collect from all that I see, in turn reflect my clearest me.
|~ This is my clearest me ~|
If I were to choose a savvy for myself, I would want the ability to communicate with birds. I talk to them constantly anyway, so it would be completely awesome if I could understand what they were all squawking about! ~ F