this is who i am
I am a husband, a student, a brother, and a son
I am a sojourner whose journey has only begun
I am the northern prairies of my childhood home
I am a view of the Rockies and
I am a study break clearing heads that are dazed
I am a hammock swinging between shady trees
I am a prayer of faith whispered in the breeze
I am a footnote dangling below the text
I am the curious voice wondering, “What comes next?”
I am a buzzing string on the bridge of a guitar
I am a letter from a friend who has journeyed afar
I am the crest of a wave breaking on the
I am a skeptic’s question continuously searching for more
I am a yellow highlighter running across the page
I am a message delivered from a podium on a stage
I am the blade of a plow turning once hardened soil
I am a late night study session burning midnight oil
I am a stiff cup of coffee, steaming and hot
I am the product of reason from which I was wrought
I am a coolie on the bank of the Old Man River
I am a teacher in training learning to deliver
I am a husband, a student, a brother, and a son
I am a sojourner whose journey has only begun