In the middle of the sea, I feel peace and freedom.
I am where I’m meant to be, in the water’s kingdom.
Passing waves encircle me and I touch their beauty.
Sea foam, seagulls, salt and me—all I want, forever.
In the middle of the field, I feel joy and wonder,
As I touch the golden corn, as I hear the thunder.
I rejoice in summer rains and I hear the crickets.
Sunflowers and sunlight now whisper sacred secrets.
In the middle of the trees, deep within the forest,
Listening to dancing winds, I am truly restless.
Feet in cold, refreshing springs; bathing in the quiet,
I lie back on soft green moss—berries: black and scarlet.
In the middle of the snow, veils of white surround me,
Snowflakes touch my rosy cheeks, passion thus igniting.
I am where I’m meant to be: wilderness and nature.
I am who I’m meant to be. Artist and creation.
– Patricia
Da Capo al Poetry 