I am who I Always Was
A mask and disguise wore by force or necessity, roles created, adopted, imposed
Tortuous paths, deserts, forests, mountains, rivers and oceans...
So many campaigns, battles, and treks; impossible journeys
Yet the essence, untarnished by the years of tears or joys, remains
The body changes and ages, yet the spirit unaffected endures
I am who I always was, at four, fourteen, thirty two, or fifty seven,
Sweet like a honey, safe as a harbor,
Alluring as the moon, solid as a rock,
Fearless as a tigress, comforting as a hearth,
Loving, forgetful, enduring, promising, forgiving...
The essence remains and the spirit unchanged endures
I am who I always was...
...a Pearl by the seashore
a poem by Peky