By Tracy Meyer 08/11/2016
My feelings are my original shape
My thought is my colour
I seek perfection of my soul
Never mind my outward form
I am simple in creation
This is my internal joy
Tipsy because I want it all
Self-oblivious to the world
Here I find ME
People like to laugh …. At me
I am different … I know
As a poet runs thru’ my veins
Myself naked with joy
My feelings welling up
I wallow in my silence
To the glory of pure Love
Why not let ME be ME
No one can be like ME
My sentences are my own
I bare myself to you
I bath in your love
I do this with ease
I swim in its coolness
As my affection change
I am becoming ME
The Sun is hidden
Behind the clouds for too long
I am ready to shine
As my words flow
My spiritual voice is talking
This is my greatest intimacy
As I sing to God
I am being shaped into a jewel
My words are being polished
Can you see them sparkle?
This is ME