Welcome to Writing Me: Part III, a community writing project to celebrate creative inspiration collectively, and as individuals. For the next few weeks, we will be writing the I Am Poem. Be sure to link yours up! This week, we’re sharing Jade’s.
I am…a long story.
I wonder how to capture awe
I hear the golden chorus of epiphanies
I see them hiding in the shades of grey.
I want everything, all at once.
I am open hope. I can’t turn away.
I pretend I am not afraid.
I feel my way blind through black, loamy jungle and itchy, scratchy twine. I think in the distance, I smell lavender, the promise where
I touch the Divine.
I worry I won’t get there.
I cry about the mistakes I don’t know I’ve made.
I am reaching. I am aware.
I understand when you turn away from me, though I may not know why.
I say, this is me. I come as you see me. I come as I am.
I dream in colors so vivid I can feel them; I believe in Truth, even when it’s not polite.
I try to speak it, to listen, so I hear it resonate, even if it dares only whisper sometimes, childlike, and in the night.
I hope to be the spyglass, the lens to bring it into sharper focus.
Hands and feet are all alight;
I am the sunflower, turning face upwards high.
Jade is a former academic who left university life to pursue a dream of writing novels and helping fight child exploitation. She lives in Thailand with her husband and dog and can be found ruminating and picture taking at Tasting Grace.