I Am Alive

“I touch my face, I run my fingers through my hair.
This constant amazement: I’m here, I’m alive.” ― Marty Rubin

I am the soft breeze as it moves through the trees.
I am the rain.
I am the ruffling of a bird’s feathers.
I am the waterfall.
I am the seed; I am the shell breaking open as the chipmunk eats it.
I am the fire.
I am the flower and the flower’s pollen; I am the bee that feeds on it.
I am the volcano.
I am the earth beneath my feet.
I am the soul.

I am human.

I am love.

I am alive.

xx Stacey

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Stacey Rowe

Stacey Rowe

I write about my life, experiences, and knowledge gained; no topic is off limits.