Rx

I wish I could be everything in the world

and live in the same small village

as everyone else, but of course

I’d still have to have my own place.

Then I wouldn’t feel so sad, wondering

if I missed the life I meant to aim for.

I wouldn’t be painfully lonely, secretly afraid

and everyone would have a fair chance

to live in their real house.

It’s because I’m a village dreamer,

many in one, doing all that calls me.

My heart is full of the feeling

of life unfolding, a miracle

anyone can use.

Sometimes it’s invisible, but I don’t let that bother me.

I keep learning about love, how to express it,

how to receive it.

Then someday when I’m out walking

I might hear someone say

“There goes an artist.”