Elephant Soul

I will never be as graceful 
as a butterfly, floating in the breeze,
wings as light as leaves,
gifting soft kisses like you never
knew I was there but for the touch
like a whisper.
I am clumsy but sweet,
making tough journeys
on my thudding, heavy feet.
I can make the ground
tremble at my coming
and shake in my wake.
I have an elephant soul,
full of strength.

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