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Poem: A grain of sand and the whole beach
I just feel like writing today
About all of the ways things seemed to have changed
Yet, strangely, stayed exactly the same
I feel like only a grain of sand .
And an entire beach
I feel like it's you (or is it me?) I want to run from
And you, I want to meet
The place right here
And the one in-between
I feel grief
Like I don’t ever want to speak
Yet, I feel alive
Like I can talk for the rest of my life
I feel clever and wise
Like the skies can't be the limit
And, sometimes, I feel like I have no idea
Like I’m full to the brim with anxiety and fear
Like what was once only clear
Is now chaos looming near
I feel restless and bored
And, inspired as my heart soars
To new worlds
I feel the young girl
And the soul that can dwell across many lifetimes
Reminding myself through words and rhymes
I feel like I'm...
Everything
Everywhere
All at once
And perhaps, that’s the point?
Maybe, I’m remembering
Maybe, I'm surrendering
To how I was always sending myself clues
That it’s safe to refuse to sit in a box
Wear only one label
I can’t fail in choosing to be all of me
Is this what it feels like when we are truly free?
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If you’d like to connect more intimately with this poetry, you can read my book, 44, here.
If something sparked in you as you read, share it with me [email protected] or in the comments below.
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By Emma Campbell
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I just feel like writing today
About all of the ways things seemed to have changed
Yet, strangely, stayed exactly the same
I feel like only a grain of sand .
And an entire beach
I feel like it's you (or is it me?) I want to run from
And you, I want to meet
The place right here
And the one in-between
I feel grief
Like I don’t ever want to speak
Yet, I feel alive
Like I can talk for the rest of my life
I feel clever and wise
Like the skies can't be the limit
And, sometimes, I feel like I have no idea
Like I’m full to the brim with anxiety and fear
Like what was once only clear
Is now chaos looming near
I feel restless and bored
And, inspired as my heart soars
To new worlds
I feel the young girl
And the soul that can dwell across many lifetimes
Reminding myself through words and rhymes
I feel like I'm...
Everything
Everywhere
All at once
And perhaps, that’s the point?
Maybe, I’m remembering
Maybe, I'm surrendering
To how I was always sending myself clues
That it’s safe to refuse to sit in a box
Wear only one label
I can’t fail in choosing to be all of me
Is this what it feels like when we are truly free?
Get full access to Uncomfortably, Beautifully Human at uncomfortablybeautifullyhuman.substack.com/subscribe
If you’d like to connect more intimately with this poetry, you can read my book, 44, here.
If something sparked in you as you read, share it with me [email protected] or in the comments below.
Get full access to Uncomfortably, Beautifully Human at uncomfortablybeautifullyhuman.substack.com/subscribe