The gift of me

Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of gifts and joy. What would you give yourself, if you could have anything? What would you give someone else?

The gift of me

I gift unto myself

the gift of me

to be who I want to be

and not what others

expect from me

to never carry

any burden of expectation

nor the sorrow of broken dreams

to dance in the meadows of today

and dip my feet in now’s stream

so that I can open

the invisible heavy chest

I always carry close to me

to release anger, fear, guilt and envy

and gaze at my reflection

in the eye and see the real me

unadorned and unencumbered

stripped of all the layers

that hid my soul

and thus bring joy unto others

when I am truly me.


51 thoughts on “The gift of me

  1. Stunningly profound, you really nailed this one Punam
    … if we can all just let go and be, our own real “ME”, then our world would be a healthier happier place 🙂

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  2. to dance in the meadows of today
    and dip my feet in now’s stream….my favourite lines Punam and my favourite poem of yours so far …bless you dear !

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