Simplicity never defined who i was quite well
Complex rather shaped the very existence of me
Fool I never believe myself to be
Matured rather mirrors my precise essence
Roads I've travelled, rough and treacherous they were
Somehow I could always sense the sign at the end telling me to stop walking... That the road I've travelled has come to an end
One thing the rough roads have taught me... Pay attention to detail, be thorough and observant, because the smallest thing could open you up to a whole new perspective
Wise I wouldn't concur with myself
Knowledgeable rather outlines my true intelligence
Day and night my intuition, has become my friend...
Like a blind woman I am led by instinct...
Instinct that encompasses all within myself
Instinct that protects me
Instinct that empowers me...
My ears become sharp
My eyes - magnifying glasses
Puzzled I refuse to be
This is my manifestation of ME...
By: Linda RM Baumann
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26 April 2016
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