I am here.
I will be here for at least two years.
I must be.
I will be.
My purpose is to be.
Not to impress.
Not to compare.
But to find the place.
Oh, the elusive place - -
That always seems just out of reach.
Where I am content.
I have to displace myself.
Mind you, not change myself.
Maybe change will go hand in hand,
But that can't be my goal.
I must displace myself to grow.
I must make art.
However, I cannot brag, justify, belittle, or stop.
These are the rules.
I charge you this:
Live.
And for God's sake - -
Live boldly.
I charge myself with this.
I have to do this as well.
ReplyDelete