I am the whisper of dawn, the break of day’s breath,
I am the storm that rages, leaving calm in its death.
A tempest and a whisper, a roar and a plea,
Caught in the middle,
THIS IS ME.
I am the tear that falls, unseen, a silent weep,
A river of sorrow, hidden where secrets sleep.
I am the laughter that rings, joy's wild decree,
Tears and laughter,
THIS IS ME.
I am the shadow that dances in a flicker’s flight,
I am the light that pierces through the thick of night.
A shadow and a light, a dance wild and free,
Dark and bright,
THIS IS ME.
I am the memory that haunts, in quiet’s deep grip,
Lingering whispers on the mind’s tight lip.
I am the dream that soars, on hope’s wild spree,
Haunting dreams,
THIS IS ME.
I am the wound that aches, a scream without sound,
I am the healing touch, where peace is found.
An ache and a balm, a wound’s silent plea,
Pain and healing,
THIS IS ME.
I am the fear that grips, in the dead of night,
I am the courage that rises, ready to fight.
A grip and a rise, a fearless decree,
Fear and bravery,
THIS IS ME.
I am the love that endures, beyond time’s chase,
I am the pain that teaches, life’s tender embrace.
Endurance and lesson, a love’s wise decree,
Timeless and teaching,
THIS IS ME.
I am the silence that speaks, in heart’s quiet beat,
I am the voice that cries, making the universe meet.
A silence and a cry, a voice wild and free,
Silent and loud,
THIS IS ME.
I am the journey and the end, path and the goal,
I am the circle of life, the infinite scroll.
A journey’s beginning, an ending decree,
Start and finish,
THIS IS ME.
© ASE