I have to say this, <br />I can hear in a silence, <br />I love my whole daydream. <br />For in my movement, <br />My speech, <br />My looks, somehow <br />I have inside me, <br />Something that was before <br />I can tell. <br />I sense something strong <br />Of what I will be, <br />And all that's around me, <br />Is in fact going around <br />And flowing. <br />And some part of this, <br />Is in someone else.<br /><br />Christine Marie Turner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-is-my-blood/
