Maybe Me Maybe

I was born to be free, yes little ole me, just a ripple in the sea. Who am I, maybe just a name carved into a tree. Maybe I am the sweet nectar of a flower. That stirs the buzzing of bees. Maybe I am sweet words, that makes hearts fill with glee. Maybe I  am the invisible,  visibility  that no one could see. Maybe I  am the words falling from your lips,  or maybe I am a bunny hop,  or maybe I am just words that sound so groovy and hip. Maybe I  am the wine in your glass, or maybe the sip.  Maybe I  am who you say I  am maybe I am not. Could it be that I am cold, until life makes me hot. Maybe I am the gun, or maybe I'm  the shot. Maybe I am the rainbow, or may be I am the gold in the pot, or the bow of the knot. Maybe so or maybe not.Maybe I'm a galloping stallion, It's flowing mane it's masterful trot.  Maybe I am the wine and the press. Maybe I am the lesson,or a pupil to test. Maybe I am beating of drums, beneath God's breast. The bringer of rain. The air and breath the moon and the stars in their union it's radiant crest. Maybe I'm the. blesser, and the blessed. Maybe I am who I am. Forever and timeless. Unforgettable unable to forget,the raging sea powerful and wet. Maybe just maybe just me. Maybe I'm the greatness I already see.