Could truly relate to these lines:

"Some days it is I
Who longs to be that flower
Rooted tree or buzzing bee
The bird holding freedom"

To me, these were the best lines of the poem as I am sure we all have wished to be something or someone different. Forever searching for something more.

Nice rhythmn to the whole piece and you chose your words eloquently.

Well done, dear friend
Always
Jeannie