Individuality

When you are young you start discovering
All the different parts of you, testing them out,
Getting to know them thoroughly and individually.
Sometimes it can be a confusing time,
Thinking you have to choose one of them
To represent who you are.
But as you grow up you learn that all these different pieces
Fit perfectly together like a jigsaw puzzle
Creating a beautiful picture, original and unique
In its artistry

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Like an unwanted

Those little lanes
Keep haunting me
With their icy surfaces
Or sided with weeds.
I do not miss them, but
I am plucked out of them
Like an unwanted,
And for that I keep thinking
Myself back there
Walking
by yesterday’s
Long forgotten
Dreams.

We don’t always bloom where we are planted

Sometimes, where we are planted, is not where we will blossom. Having been given feet, it is up to us to journey to where the soil gives the kind of nourishment we need to grow to our full potential. Let us encourage such pilgrimages, not clip each other’s wings, and force iron bars around the soul.

Roots & Feet

In old Norse Sagas there is talk about the need for both roots and feet. Somewhere to belong and somewhere to explore. The Vikings thought these were primal human needs.

To me, nature; trees, ocean, mountains, are my roots, and art; music, poetry, literature, are my feet. I need them both to feel complete and fulfilled.