Are there two of me
Inner prismatic light
Gentle wind-chiming music
Wafting inside
Real to me
Yet the Others
Perceive otherness
In me from me
Making me what
Who I am
Not
A robot, an Alien,
A calculating computer
Brilliant brain without
heart?
Singing I smile
Moving quick bouncing
Inside graceful dancing
The Others see me
Still
Frozen
Lost I am
Not
Can I meld outside
And inside?
Should I?
Maybe my colors and
Music are mine for
A Reason
Redeeming Grace
October 2, 2010
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