The Monster Underneath Your Bed

The truth is, most days I have this need so deep within me to be everything all at once. I yearn to be people of all walks of life and variations. I want to be the sun and the stars and the mountainside. A tree growing alone in the middle of a field. A flower among many. Sometimes, though, I can settle for being me. And so when I must be me, I turn myself into everything I dream of. I can be the sun, radiating and warm. I can find beauty in all of my fellow people who walk with me on this planet we call our home. I can be the stars, shy and shining only when in my element. I can be a mountainside, purposeful and grounded. I can be an isolated tree, unafraid of branching out even when others do not follow. I can be one flower in a blooming garden, at one with all those around me -- unafraid of being one of many, knowing each of us has a purpose all equally as great as the next. I become what I've always wanted: limitless.