At Times
I feel Alone.
Restless.
Impatient.
Content.
Be Side Myself.

Sometimes I attach to emotions
and allow them to consume me.

Sometimes I am able to recognize
that I am not my thoughts.

At Times
I AM.
Here.
Now.
Present.

At Times
I Embrace what I like.
What I don't like.
What I fear.

And I learn
that I thrive on growing.

And I surrender.
To my light within.
And find The Great Spirit of Life
and allow the Winds of Being
to Embrace me with What Is.

At Times.
~ Maktub
Windhorse