Chiggers 
Fleas
What could it
Be
Nipping at me
No warmth in sight
Plenty of my own
Body heat
To tuck me in at
Night
No hot water
Not a bother
It is my peace 
Sacred to me 
Now
No longer in black
Clouds
Blue skies even when
Grey
No idea the plan 
Or really who I am
Keep riding this horse
This love wave that 
I create
A legend in my own
Mind
Moving forward
Ahead
A wild stallion 
A little yellow
Banana 
Unafraid
No shame
Yellow like the sun
Marching along
To my own
Drum.