50 Shades of Me

I can be hard,

hard on myself,

hard on others.

I can be unapproachable,

damn right unnegotiable,

resisting all urge to communicate.

I can be savage,

my roots firmly pulling me towards the ground.

I am often kind, and understanding

always willing to lend a helping hand. 

I practice patience on a daily basis

and continually sing from the top of my lungs.

The dancer inside me is my most powerful voice,

for it's a vocabulary I've had,

since the beginning of time.

I can be a frightened little girl,

and often pull away to escape.

A playful companion,

that loves the sun as much as the moon.

I can be judgemental,

choosing to play some holy self righteous queen.

I can show  my fangs,

when my anger rages from the deep. 

I often hide, 

when the truth is,

I'm always hoping to be found.

I can be artsy, sometimes fartsy.

I'm a lover of animals and those long nights when the family sings together.

I am often cautious,

sometimes reckless.

I've been called undisciplined, immature and I'm sure a hundred things more.

I like to be creative, with letters being the weapon that I weild. 

I can be a worrywort plagued with indecision and doubt.

I continually try to fill the shoes of my ancestors,

paths which the Universe so graciously provides.

I hate to admit it but my jealousy can sometimes get the best of me.

I am reactive, often jumping to conclusions and responding like a child.

Coiling ever so gracefully, this multifaceted,  tumultuous, extraordinaire

are the hues of light, embedded in this vessel  

it's all that I truly am.