I hold my words and breath to movement. I allow people to feel what I speak. I allow other people’s word to affect me. I am not scared of being persuaded. I am grounded though, rooted deep into the love that I came from. The bright light that catches your eyes after denial. I see through what you say and think about it for a while. It’s now caught up to me. I can say what I mean to speak. Listen to me, it’s been thought about. I’ve been processed. I am ready to met you in the present moment, you’ve just got to find me.