i am but my own person.
un-willed, as of yet, by G-d
and free from the bonds of love.
(Love in the sense that is romantic AND relational,
i am not free from the loving of people.)
if i should dare to take on my adventures i could do so with as much ease as anyone who has taken on adventures of their own.
my decisions would be based on wantings of my own....
follow those tracks...
play in the rocky sands...
camp underneath the willow trees.
my worry would be only with the bugs,
who just so happened to pick those same trees to slumber beneath.
i would search the beauty of the earth until my heart was full of colors that havn't even been given names,
beating portraits of things only the Creator could see.
and i would think that to be a fair trade,
His colors, for my unspoken heart.
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