Natural
Like the paint on a brush,
Like the words on a page,
Like a pillow on a bed,
Like the melody of a song,
I am me.
Like the breath you breathe,
Like the shoes on your feet,
Like the sound you can hear,
Like the prayer on your knees,
I am me.
Like a picture in a camera,
Like a water lily to its pad,
Like a tree in a forest,
Like the waves of the sea,
I am me.
Like these things are naturally together,
I am, no more no less, natural me.
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