So I stand
Rooted in the earth of thought
And of newly described imagery, verse and growth
Determined
To share everything I have
And ready to display all of my vivid colors
Yet I stand
Victim to the seasons
And the many moments that change mood and direction
But yet I
Stand in my conviction
Allowing differences and change to shape me
Permitting
All of you who choose to see
The many facets that define my being
As a poet
I remain with steadfast thought
But yet, I am one tree, defined by many branches