I am Them

March 22, 2008
By rachel ausura, Newport News, VA

I’m the whispering wind
stirring up trees
down fall the leaves
along with me,
I am them
I’m the wind and the leaves
in the trees
and the chill of the seas
so am I
You feel me on skin
while you swim
the ocean blue,
reflecting sky,
a perfection of hues
draped like silk,
there I am
in the liquid pain
poured from skies
and your eyes
while you cry
I mix with tears-
Salty droplets on
Lips, so smooth
Open up-
You fields, rivers, streams,
Open wide to scream
“I am you”

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