Song of the Soul in Scottsdale
I am one who
gets a kick out of squawking loudly
and hasn’t forgotten how to play..
I am one who
jumps into things headlong
and cries out, Why do I doubt?
I am one who
who flies with buntings
and keeps on singing.
I am one who
stands on straws hollow, light, yet strong,
and dances to the sails of circling clouds.
I am one who
is serene inside the colors that I am,
and mirrors back the truth or lies you tell the world.
I am one who
sleeps at night,
and sees both the curve of the planet and the whisker of the mouse.
and sees both the curve of the planet and the whisker of the mouse.
I am one who
spies on cardinals,
and knows that attention is life.
and knows that attention is life.
I am one who
lives alone and with others,
and flies on the line between fierceness and forgiveness.
— Group Poem, Song of the Soul Workshop, Compiled by Jennifer Wolfe
National Association for Poetry Therapy Conference
Scottsdale, Arizona
April 26, 2014