Id ME
Who is this they call my name?
The woman, the daughter, the wife, my same.
Give me shape, if u will,
Color my eyes, my hair, my skin,
But deep within lies something unseen,
A shape, a shimmer, a shift that's me,
A True, new, real identity.
Over the years, I’ve caught a glimpse,
Of change, of wisdom, a sphinx,
No stage of matter for spirit can be,
The unfathomable, indescribable:
ME
1-15-2021
Rebecca Moll