identities fuse
nothing dissimilar
to stand out

shouting
to be noticed
standing tall and erect
yet
still blending
into the background
uniqueness blurred

how to be heard
how to be seen
when individuality
seems
to be
obscured

unable to separate

listen
and learn
not only
what seems instinctual
but
the lessons
bequeathed
from your lineage

place trust
in instinct

value knowledge
from heritage

recognize
and respect
the blessings
received

succeeding
in trials
accepting
disappointments

discovering
the path
that

you can struggle
all your life to survive
by just hanging on
using all your might
to get a grip

but
never letting
defeat
pass your lips

the strength
to face each adversity
lay
in your roots
in your core

there is a stored

beauty
was seen
by the observer
serenity
seemed to surround
her being

she unaware
of others
for her intent
was in the gaze

was it prey
she studied
was it
her long lost
pup
was she
in a trance
of