Force of Nature

Today I decided I will no longer be the things I am not.
I am not couth,
— not a prude
— not a bean counter, politician or a manager.
I am not an academic.
I am not a follower of rules for the sake of them,
— not convinced there is any one reality,
— not a believer in right or wrong.
I do not stick to any one plan.
It is not that I have pretended to be anything else so much as I took on things early and without realizing they were others’ expectations, my own internalized perceptions of what I probably should be.
Cause what I am is a Whirlwind.
A creator. A rebirther daily.
I don’t make promises. There are no promises to make.
Life gyrates. So do I.
I wears boots, short skirts, whatever I want
no matter how old I get.
I bang on drums and dance how it suits me.
I have words and words for the visions I see.
And I get paid to express myself.
The earth is my home, my solace, our every thing. I don’t take kindly to exploitation.
I believe in the freedom of expression.
I believe in our beautiful truths.
Unabashedly. Unapologetically.
— Whirlwind.
