When I Try To Describe Myself To

Just Because I Am Wheelchair-bound Doesn't Mean I Don't Get Around.

Life Is A Glorious Banquet, A Limitless And Delicious Buffet.

There Is Something More - The Spirit, Or The Soul. I Think That That Quality Encourages Our Courtesy And Care And Our Minds. And Mercy, And Identity.

That Knowledge Humbles Me, Melts My Bones, Closes My Ears, And Makes My Teeth Rock Loosely In Their Gums. And It Also Liberates Me. I Am A Big Bird Winging Over High Mountains, Down Into Serene Valleys. I Am Ripples Of Waves On Silver Seas. I'm A Spring Leaf Trembling In Anticipation.

Everything In The Universe Has A Rhythm, Everything Dances.