I am a searcher seeking what lies within;
A wanderer who wonders at the journey.
I am flesh and bone,
And grew and birthed two little miracles:
Flesh of my flesh, yet bones all their own.
I am a lover who wears a beautiful ring,
A worker who is finding my path back to meaning,
And I fight against the ease of defining myself merely by my roles.
I am a thinker needing to channel my thoughts,
A dreamer needing to remember my dreams,
And an artist trying to find my art.