Be art to me

Tell me my story
Sing it to me
Tell it to me
Just as you know it will be

Draw me my story
Paint me a path
Give them to me
Colours as they'll ever be

Capture it for me
In your lenses black and white
Take my soul
With your eyes

Tell it to me in clay
The work of a porter's hand
Splattered and moulded
Through my pain and joy

Weave the tendons of my soul
Play its harps strings
Keep it pumping
Keep it beating

Write me words
Keep me alive
Make me think
Be art to me

Do you know me?

Do you know me?
Did you see me when I was 12?
Struggling to make sense of life
Grasping at straws
Trying to understand the world I'm in

Do you know me?
Where were you when I was 19?
Trying to figure out my place in the world
Placing myself amongst my peers
Sometimes sliding on sinking sand

Do you know me?
Remember when I was 25?
Thinking I had it al figured out
My life, my job, my career
The ins and outs without any care

Did you say you know me?
You should have seen me 5 years ago
Then you would have seen the face of confusion
A young adult fooled by illusion
Lost in the midst within  fusion

Dare, say you know me
When I am trying to figure that out myself
When one and one refuse to make two
And half and half don't make whole

Maybe I change when change comes
When I read or write I change
What I choose to hear changes me
And sometimes what I try to ignore changes me, anyway

I evolve...

I am not who I was
Surely I am who I am
And becoming who I'll be
Now tell me
Do you know me?

This Sun

This sun
Cleansing my soul
Burning chuff
Soothing my heart

This sun
Washing over me
Speaking to me
Of tomorrow and a day beyond
Of hope and never ending joy

This sun
Singing to me
Songs of love and laughter
Crying with me
Tears of joy and sorrow

Tomorrow might be a better day
But still I have to get up and fight
Get up and make do
For tomorrow waits for no one
But proceeds with what is there today

This sun
Cleansing my soul
Teaching me things
Talking to me
Washing over me