Crystals In My Pocket

I have crystals in my pocket and sage on the shelf, I’m always digging deeper to find my better self, I’m distracted by flowers and herbs I pass by, I’m caught up in the beauty of all that’s alive, I track the moon’s phases and bathe in its light, I dance in the darkness embraced by the night, I dig in the soil and plant things that grow, I knead wheat with water to make bread dough, I poke cloth with needles and leave thread behind, I’m seeking new knowledge to sharpen my mind, I’m exploring new phases and stages of me, I’m opening my chakras so that I may see, I’m on a never ending journey to find myself, I wrote this poem to show me this in and of itself.