Free At Last To Be Me...

Took a lifetime for me to get here, and the view is worth the miles. The he said and she said and why he do this that or the other, have all failed to break my spirit. I'm left with my thoughts and the tools to build again. My face and form are mine, and the joys that hope affords me, make eating simple dishes a delight even if others question my right to eat at all. I have no desire to prove to anyone my right to be me, nor am I afraid to give my best to myself and the pursuit of distant travel. Test me with your crowds and find me at home when speaking my beliefs, bring me the beauties that come in short skirts and long hair with their rejection, and find my smile is fixed. For what can anyone do to me, when in fact there is but one woman needed in my life, and i have a few billion prospects dotted across plain and mountain. No, somewhere out there, is a love adorn for me, and waiting is but a moment, when the view from whence I've come gives rise to a boldness set in fires glow upon my heart. My forward steps are calm, and my breathing steady, my eyes are exercised for greater vision, and my desire is for Heaven and travel. The poet in me, waits for that special someone, who is worth my words and smile...Im nate jones...I have spoken