Who will I be when I open my eyes?
What might I see in the colorless light?
You think I am a flood of energy, never in one place.
I think I am a mystery of silent words.
You think I am a crystal, beautiful yet fragile.
I think I am a flame that can’t be put out.
You think I am a mountain, strong and unmoving.
I think I am a twisting river.
Hear me!
The girl of a shining star!

The girl of a shining star!
Hear me!
I think I am a twisting river.
You think I am a mountain, strong and unmoving.
I think I am a flame that can’t be put out.
You think I am a crystal, beautiful yet fragile.
I think I am a mystery of silent words.
I think I am a flood of energy, never in one place.
What might I see in the colorless light?
Who will I be when I open my eyes?

by Jennifer, 12th grade
[photo by lindyloo84 via flickr]

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