I know who I am. I am who I was created to be
Without being who you expect me to be
Who they assume I am
Who I thought I was
I am strong
I have cried and lied and spied and tried
To be that super; that make do, that bag
That pick up the pieces
I am woman
I can roar and I can soar
This may not be in your job description
But it is my prescription, because I have changed
But rearranged myself
I am free
To be who I was created to be
I am a unique piece to my own puzzle
Intricate, a benefit, not counterfeit
Fitting into grooves
I thought I’d never fill the vacancy
I am determined
If I know who I am
I can respect you, because I respect myself
I can love you, because I love myself
I can respond to you and not react
I can share with you and not be envious
I can converse with you and be real
I am a possibility
I’m sitting here wondering, pondering, contemplating, deliberating, anxiously waiting for the precise moment where it all becomes painstakingly clear to me.
But so far nothing; nothing that explains why the Universe has brought me to her- her to me- us together in this time and place…
Ahhh… alas, here we are, two old souls reunited, reconnected from some time past…
She knows me, and I know her, yet there’s so much to discover about one another…
What does her laugh sound like?
When she smiles, does it reach her eyes or remain at her lips?
What does her touch feel like?
Where do her stray thoughts lead her?
There is an attraction that transcends the physical- it’s spiritual. It feels good, it feels scary, it feels authentic, it feels… purposeful…
Almost as if it were meant… the Universe brings people together for a reason. To fulfill its own unique purpose, for whatever length of time…
I suppose time will reveal…
Dawn Edwards wrote her first short story at the age of 8 and has cultivated a deeper love for the written word over the years. She is now a published author, her book is entitled, “Food 4 Thought” and currently has two book projects in the works. She’s a blogger and a political activist who wholly believes that she has the responsibility to use her words, in addition to her legal knowledge and political science background to uplift, motivate and address issues that affect her community. Dawn’s also a mother of 3 boys, and a trained dancer.
Get your copy of my new collection of poetry/prose, yardwork, today.
Click on the below link to get the full poem. But one of my favorite lines,
“I hung you on my key ring with the other places I needed to go back to”
Click here for “Almost a Lamentation”