Thursday, July 16, 2009

The Weak of wanting #3

Because I am not dead:

Every day I will sing.
If my voice is shy,
I will write.
If my pen has no ink,
I will dance.
Every day I will dance.
If nothing moves me
or if I am too dizzy,
I will make a picture.
If I have no canvas, no paints, or no brushes,
I will go outside.
Everyday I will go outside.
I will make a bouquet of wild flowers.
I will work in the garden.
I will sit.
I will breath.
I will bake bread.
I will read.

Because I am not dead.
I will sing.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

beautiful. i love this