Watch Me Grow

Watch Me Grow

by Mima (Guest Services Dept, Omega 2005)

There's something to be said about

Finding the natural in the uncomfortable

With interactions sparking revelations

In and around monotony

Of the everday

It can be said, life is painful

But here the reality painful or not

Remains--always--delightful.

Breathtaking. Soul-inspiring. Watch me grow.

If I could give in to my feelings of anger,

Jealousy, lust, love, repulsion. If that is

At all possible--it's here my home, my heart,

My mirror.

I can watch the fire die while in me

It burns alive, and smile, and say,

Watch me grow.

I can break a heart or two and have mine

Broken though find a friend in an

Enemy and hate them with only

Sacred intention. Watch me grow, watch me grow,

Watch me grow.

There's something to be said--in this

World of chaos, dead, or dying, amongst

All the unknowns.

There's something to be said

about finding the natural,

finding the whole.

Standing in

It, living through it, and watching ourselves

Grow.