I am smooth strokes of blue and red

I am the inspiration that fills lonesome hearts

I am the scrape of chalk on the sidewalk

I am the voice of laughing children, paint smeared across their noses.

I am heavy concentration

I am hopeful determination

Together we yearn for a splatter of colorful ink

And emotions dancing upon a canvas,

And the sadness polluting the air

The air

The air filled with love or hatred

I am air

I am a swirling cloud of foggy invisibility

Though not as looming and mysterious as midnight,

I am dark.

But, I can be light.

I can be a growing ball of hope that will break with a mere touch

That can still overpower depression

I am delicate, yet I am strong

I follow the will of the world

I am a wave of ice washing over the shores of the earth

I am as vicious as snarling wind

Which lashes out with whirling leaves

I am as dry as the sand

The nothingness within a clenched fist

I am the pain within the cry of dying sunlight

The sunlight

The sunlight with its soft rays of compassion

I am sunlight

I am a bath of warmth in the midday,

Massaging crying faces with its gentle fingers

I am the faint glow of wishing that echoes within the soul

I am a baby’s laugh as it glows in the heart,

Replenishing the warm passion growing in a white light within you

I am the sense of love tingling in the wind

I am the music enveloping your ears:

The soft strum of a guitar or the plink of a piano

I am the joy that settles into a bright aura,

That crumbles when darkness strikes,

Its menacing glare sweeping over the world

Yet, I am also the power watching over you

I am the source taking care of you,

Making sure wrong does not overtake your mind

I am the welcoming smile in the morning.

A smile

A smile that shines from within

I am a smile

I stretch from ear to ear

I am a symbol of ecstasy, love, and thankfulness

I am rare, yet I am common

And when I am there, the world is silenced with awe at my beauty

I can be tight

I can be angry, taut, known as a smirk.

I can be intimidating,

Crushing self-confidence with the movement of lips

And I can be relaxing

I can be moving

I can be the inspiration for great things.

Inspiration

Inspiration is an awakening of a thought

I am inspiration

I am a rush of excitement, awakening senses

I have the potential for many things:
I have the potential for failure,

Which seeps into the mind and destroys everything in it’s path

I have the potential for delight

Which is like watching a flower bloom into beautiful petals

But, petals are fed by sun and water.

They are dependent on other sources

Delight is dependent on me.

I have the potential for ignorance

With hands brushing me off

I also have the potential for greatness.

I am a lamp to dark times.

I am a soft piece of cake that the soul feeds on.

Soul

A soul is the liveliness in every living being.

But, soul is made up of the things that I already am.

Soul is art

Soul is air

Soul is sunlight

Soul is a smile

Soul is inspiration.

I am a soul.