i once wanted to be fierce
slashing tearing rending flesh from bone
resolute steadfast strong like oak
harming everything
that injures
that wounds
that oppresses.
[times change oh how they change]
[growing morphing evolving]
now i want something different
something more than rage
I want to be fluid
flexible
bending and swaying and reaching and connecting
loving and protecting
all that come under my branches
for I want to be willow
[with rigidity comes fragility]
[with fragility comes soulglass]
(i am fragile enough already)
so I shall not be mountain, no
i shall be water
flowing carving feeding creating new from old and old from new
[the times, they are a-changing]
