Fitting in has had me dancing to many fiddlers tunes,
led me down strange and alien alleyways
writing stories of someone else’s creation.
Fitting in shut down my imagination,
made me believe my dreams were my own
when in fact they hatched from expectations
and norms I had no part in conceiving,
drew me into a world of illusion and deception,
into a world conceptualized by lies
requiring blind obedience and conformity,
strangling my truth, my being, my vision.
No more!
I am unique, you are unique,
we are not meant to be the same!
Each of us has a gift to offer this world
no one else is capable of duplicating,
live it, be it, express it, freely, lovingly, truthfully.
Well said!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Wisdom spoken Probably one of the most important lessons to learn
ReplyDeleteCharlee: "Sing it, Shadow! We are all of us unique here too! Especially that crazy dog Bean ..."
ReplyDeleteJava Bean: "Ayyy, thank you, Charlee!"
Oona: "Oona on the other hand is meant to fit in. If she fits, she sits, and if she doesn't fit, she will keep pushing until she does."
ReplyDeleteLulu: "I don't think this poem is about boxes though Oona."
Oona: "OONA THINKS IT IS!!!"
hi there! long tymm! how have you been? great to know that your blog is still active :) what a beautiful and meaningful poem. life is meant to dance on one's own music ..perfectly expressed :)
ReplyDeleteFreedom of mind is freedom of soul, no one is more unique than you
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