Who Am I?

If I lost an arm or a leg, I’d still be me, so I am more than you see.

I can give hope and enthusiasm to others, so my energy is not always contained.

When afraid, there is a small child, hiding behind my aloof demeanor. So I am less than you see.

I sense joy and love from the nature that surrounds me. My energy is regained.

There is more and less than my body. Fed by the universe, I’ll always ‘be’