I have been a white albatross sailing the seas
Soaring in breezes, rarely touching ground
I have been a Portuguese Man O’War
Floating on the ocean surface
My lengthy tentacles dangling underneath
It may be time to ground myself to Mother Earth
What form shall I inhabit?
A mama grizzly bear caring for her young or
A worm loosening the dry dirt
Assisting in the work of plants and trees
Nurturing the mycelial network
Why not a sprouting mushroom
Transmuting death and decay
A bird or duck flying in the air
Rooting around in the ground
Or diving into water for food
Nesting, always near flowing water
A pelican pure and simple
I have also burned brightly as fire in the past
And perhaps sometimes currently
Not so wild and incandescent as before
A softer burn, with syncopated sparks
Wafting into the mystique
A dragon in a volcano or castle
A manatee in springs procreating
A hawk flying high up near osprey and buzzards
A giant slinking jaguar, cunning and ravenous
Oh, and I am a human being right now
A variety of elements supports me
I become part of the whole as they
Nourish my body and soul
Wonder where I will be planted next?
Where will I rise up fresh and new?
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