Reminder

i am not the number on the scale.
i am not my failures
or my successes.

i am not my achy wrist or foot,
my reflection in the mirror,
or an hour on the treadmill.

i am not the data i enter,
the food that i serve in a restaurant,
or the information that i provide.

i am not the grade that i get on a paper,
the degree i have,
or the salary that i earn.

these are not the measures of my worth,
they aren't the reasons for my birth -
i was not made for these things,
though truly i must work through them.

i was born to love,
and learn to overcome my hate,
to laugh,
and learn to appreciate it when i cry.

i was born to put daisies in my hair,
pick berries,
call my mother,
and ease what suffering i can.

i was born to put my whole self
into a single kiss -
discovering who i am,
and forgetting in an instant!

i was born to stay up too late
talking to a friend
about the most important things
in the universe.

i was born to read the stories
that make my soul soar,
and write poems that capture
the moments i love, or the things i've learned.

i was born to learn to balance
what i need with what i want,
hard lesson though it may be.

i was born to do a myriad of things,
so many which i'd never discover
if i didn't also do the things i was not born for -
Is it that my burdens are sometimes the price for my joys?

So now, as i lift my sorrows,
and carry the weight i've been given,
I can't help but smile as i wonder -
What else was I born for?

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