Who You Are – A Poem

Who You Are – A Poem

Tonight, look towards the heavens
and behold the stars.

They are infinite in nature.
You are infinite in nature.

There is no beginning and no end to you.
You stretch, sparkle, and
curve galaxies unto yourself.

Belinda

October 11, 2018

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