I am a wave, gentle and calm; yet I can turn rough and menacing.
I am the sea; on most nights I am quiet. But some nights I am a storm.
I am the sun, burning fierce and I am also the moon, being credited for borrowed light.
I am a being, both cold and warm.
I am a raindrop: single entity, among the multitude of droplets that fall with me
I am a winter sky, cloudy, cold, dull, yet comforting shading the harshness of the sun
I am the banyan tree standing proud but falling to my knees begging for mercy at the hands of an axe.
This is me I am the only one
I am the eye of the tornado; place of calm amidst the chaos around.
I am a breeze softly caressing the things I touch, though a gale when in times of need
I am a person a human being, with a kaleidoscope of emotions.
I am a girl with nothing but a wish to be free