Who I am on a snowy October day...

I'm sprawling journals

and scribbled words

I'm tones of white and cream

   and charcoal grey

I'm splashes of big, bold

   blues and greens and

  purples and yellows.

I'm piles of books

and heart-shaped rocks

I'm forests and oceans and

   bright white birch

I'm boisterous hollers

  in hockey rinks

    on gym side benches

 on spring's green sidelines

I'm toenails pink and purple

  and blue and red

  and sometimes one for every toe.

I'm high-fives and competition

  in knee pads at net

I'm laughter and silliness

and original song

I'm daughter and mother 

and wife and friend

I'm peace in solitude,

  in stillness, in quiet

I'm wide-smiled, 

   gentle-breezed solace

I'm trickling brooks, tumbling

  rapids, whispering streams,

    and glassy lakes

I'm creative soul searching

  and hungry and longing

I'm well-watered garden, 

  lovingly planted, and pruned

I'm harvest, ripe and ready

  to be picked

   and seed needing to be

       replanted

I'm clay in potter's hand,

  treasured vessel of beauty 

   and purpose 

in the making

I'm arms and heart outstretched to

One who knew me by name

  before I was

   and calls me His very own.

photos © melody armstrong