Who I Am

I am pine needles in Spring

the newer ones

a lighter shade of green

I am starlight

on broken mountains

of wrath and woven wood

I am in love with many

but a lover to one

soft blue eyes sorting out the shadows

I am two minds

who think twice

and debate which is the best way to go

I am the one who forgot

to leave a note to say

I'll be coming home before the sun rises