Me and Mine

My heart is love, As hopeful as the white wings of a dove. I hold out my hand, ever satisfied with just enough. Caring and wise, strong and unified With each and every heart, each and every friend I take their heart in mine And love them for all time. My soul is music Watch me dance. I hear the rain drops fall. I hear the leaves in the wind prance. Each moment a song, Each minute a symphony, Each glorious sound lasting an eternity. My body is time. Always showing where I've been, How old I am Be it wrinkles or the youthfully smooth skin. How easily changeable is the thing I live in I treasure it, lest it come to fail me at the end. My mind is mine To think what I will. My own to remember the memories where time itself stood still. My consciousness was hard won. All patience to influence is gone. I will think how I want, and maybe my idea's will live forever on. My heart is love. My soul is music. My body is time. My mind is mine. All of these things, I find them divine. They are who I am, They are what makes me me. And, to be honest, I think I can live with that quite happily.