I am From

I am from long nights under the stars the tall grasses in my face.

I am from the pedals of roses and the sweet sweet love of life.

I am from the old traditions of time and people and cuture.
  From the crying child to the wrinkled hands of the eldest

I am from the songs of the heart. The music of the moment.
  From the full orchestra to the humming of harmonic voices.

I am from playing outside in snow banks with my hat thrown to
  the side against my mother wishes.

I am from fairy tales and fantasy, wishes and dreams
  From adventures to lost time and place.

I am from the hand of the land the mitten in the water.
  From warm summers and cold winters.

I am from fire and from ice. from Love and from loss.
  From closed and opened doors

I am from ...

I am from.