Light Dancing Off of Them

I will never be just one thing,

I will never be able to fit into a packaged shape

To be sold off to people as I think the world of

Buying and selling

Wishes of me.

I am as multidimensional as life itself.

I am Happy and sad,

Terrified and brave

Healing while I fall apart

Poetic and blunt and

No good with words

I know nothing if not

All of this all at once.

How is it that some can see

God and a

Demon within the same

Face?

A villain to some and a savior to others.

How is it that my same allness can be taken in

In so many ways,

So many different shades of me are caught,

Depending on the day and the lighting?

And yet it is still all me,

Still all the same collection of

Thoughts and

Images and

Feelings as before,

Just spliced together in different mosaics,

Different shards of glass with

Light dancing off of them