If I Were A…

If I Were A

If I were a tree, I would want to have a thick trunk and lots of branches.

If I were a rose, I would want to show off my thorns and throw my scent as far as I could.If I were a rock I would want to be made up of many different elements, some of them colored, and some of them sparkly.

If I were a rock I would want to be made up of many different elements, some of them colored, and some of them sparkly.

If I were a seed I would want to be hard enough to protect myself and soft enough to break open when I arrived in a hospitable environment.

If I were a snowflake I would want to be appreciated for my beauty.

If I were a raindrop I would want to fall into the ocean where I could combine my essence with the larger reality.

If I were a speck of dirt, I would want to be a fertile one.

If I were a fish, I would want to swim in a large school.

If I were a bird, I would want to sit upon a great nest, allowing my warm presence to create possibility.

If I were a labyrinth I would want my beauty to draw others to my potential for healing.

If I were a hope, I would want to guide.

If I were dying, I would want to bless those who witnessed my disappearance.

If I were a bullet, I would want to fly straight, but not to harm.

If I were a star, I would hope my demise would inspire.

If I were a cloud, I would want to float freely, romping over vast and varied landscapes.

If I were a tsunami, I would desire to be reintegrated.

If I were me, I would want to find sources of joy and faith.

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