on being and living and dreaming

i live for
not in the sky but lighting up faces 
like christmas tree lights strung on a tree, 
and the star on top is lost in their vibrant eyes.
i live for
and teaching 
and sharing knowledge
 through words 
and gestures 
and the stretching of my vocal cords.
i live for
creating, making 
something out of nothing,
feeling like a big bang.
the dust particles just become
instead of planets.
i live for
for the feeling of being alive,
to watch others
strive to become what they
dream to be
and help them achieve it.
i live for
not one job
but many
a motivator
and a creator
and an inspiration
but mostly
a teacher.


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