"I Gotta Be Me"

And - being true to oneself is all of this.

Being me is my

Only strength.

If it is more fragile,

More vulnerable,

More blind at times,

Then it is also

Tougher,

More flexible

And perceptive,

Being less distorted.

If it were to be relinquished,

There’s nothing to defend,

Since its essence can be destroyed

ONLY

From within.

And I have tried enough to know

That my essence

IS

My strength,

My only real

Possession.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Have I been asleep?

How long?

And am I now awakening?

Is spring now making

Life come true?

If so - where are you,

My one?

And if not - where are you?

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

The measure of the moment varies,

Flees or tarries.

So trivial the days apart

From those whose presence

Is immeasurable,

Melting into nights which

Become eternities of emptiness

Or bliss.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

The pieces

Always seem to fall into

Improved place

After

Fracture.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Beautiful butterfly,

Unbridled by the loss of chains,

Sets out to find the range

A butterfly can fly.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

The homeless heart

Turns homeward.

Detachment is its clarity

And charity, its motive.

Life is everywhere.

It's even there

Beyond today.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Everyone must write

His own book,

Compose his own music

And live each new day

As it arrives.

Those who know what they must do

Are freest to

And quickest to renew and live.

____© Nellieanna H. Hay

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