I love in defiance

That who I am is not yours to judge.

That I am water
and I will nourish you,
I'll shape you if you're the land,
I'll feed you if you're a river,
I'll seep to your roots if you're a willow,
is not yours to judge.
It's a gift to you.

That I'm light
and I color you,
I'll illuminate you when you're dark,
I'll shade you when you're scorched,
is not yours to judge.
It's a gift to you.

That I'm the wind
and I'll gently sway you,
I'll erode you if you're the mountain,
I'll move you if you're the dune,
I'll renew you if you're the forest,
is not yours to judge.
It's a gift to you.

Accept, reject,
grant, deny:
all these you can do.
And I'll flow away
if it's the end of your
              season for growth,
              reason for renewal,
              prism for splendor.
That who I am is not yours to judge.