of a tempest

today i sat beneath the evergreen tree.
thinking of thoughts of what i may be.
courage laughter loving light
these are the things that give me plight.
loving caring understanding and reason
these are things from my companion.
jelousy anger and rage
for my sage to take away.
whisper wind in this after light
for wings of birds will do take flight.
the calming breath from in my chest
this young day will not lay to rest.
for today as i sit beneath the evergreen tree
i know maybe in not what i am to be.

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