Zemanta Related Posts Thumbnaili have known false teachers who swept

me beneath their words, forced me out of my

orbit to fly under the radar and made it clear

that i had nothing to offer.

and although my spirit broke

when death simultaneously broke into my heart and stole,

i spent long years laughing hard

to keep the tears away and i came to be

known by my smile and not my frown.

although my heart was dislocated

and i sat there biting my nails for nothing,

i chose to grow for the same reason that a wild flower does –

because it is alive.

in my art’s luster i watched my eyes change,

and i watched my fears die a natural death.

the universe turned,

and fanned a glow that fired me into air when

my soul, mind and universe agreed that for

i have thus far acted out my life in stages, so shall i act out my life on stages.

that for as long as i have my soul in mind,

acting will be my canvas to chalk with colorful joys

and familiar pains, both with the audacity of a passion that kills;

both with a timeless finesse.

married i remain to the art that speaks my truth and fragments,

performance that towers high like a monument untouchable.