Who I Am

I suppose I am quite ordinary. No bells and whistles no amazing tales of love or anguish or riches. I’m just ordinary. I love to read. I love to write and I love being me.


Who I am is quite absurd.

For I am a fish with the soul of a bird.

And I want to fly

And I want to collide

With heaven and space

Til the end of this place

I dream and I chase

The desires that increase my heart race

For I am a bird.

In body and soul

And I will be heard

From hills of bronze and silver and gold.

-M. Stone