People’s Facebook statuses sometimes prompt me to write poems very late at night – is that weird?

Big Turtle Circle
I am the moon and the stars,
the clouds and the Sun.
I am the rivers
and the lakes
and all of the trees.

I am all I was
and all I am
yet I’ll billow as dust
in the arms of the wind.

I am all of the creatures,
all of these things
but I am nobody too
yet I am all of you.

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