I am the soft underbelly of a dog
I am fluid like water
Water erodes rock
It just takes longer
I must have patience
I am a coral reef that is dying
Just under the surface
Look but don’t touch
I am a cave with its stalactites harvested
Dark, damp and hidden
I am a scurrying creature
Foraging for prickly pear
I crushed my ego years ago
All I am is skin and bone and blood
I am a spark
I use my mind for other things worth thinking about
Things that make you laugh, cry, open your eyes
I am mushy
I’m the smooth mud between your toes
My spirit has silky flyaways
They move into the clouds so as not to ground me too much on earth
I look back and go back
To disrupt the status quo
In a quiet rebellion
To love more, see more, listen more
And be
I am me
“Water is fluid, soft, and yielding. But water will wear away rock, which is rigid and cannot yield. As a rule, whatever is fluid, soft, and yielding will overcome whatever is rigid and hard. This is another paradox: what is soft is strong.”