Young woman, I see your pain
remember a time when I too
struggled for autonomy, purpose
Wish I could reach across
the span of generations, mirror
the beauty that I see, release
the tangle of deception that binds,
facilitate your potential, help
advance your journey, lift you
beyond the clutter and noise
and deliver you to freedom, but
your book has not been written
and the chapters need to unfold
as they will, and I am no deity
who sees with clarity the path
you must choose, the destiny
that calls you – trust that life
is educational, and you bear
the resources to see your way
through; celebrate your hunger
and rejoice in your triumphs
I will watch with nostalgia
and the pride of recognition,
for your giftedness is real
your optimism a worthy tool,
and I know you will succeed –
have faith in your tomorrows
for you were born to shine
and the pages of your memoir
await experience’s depths.
(Young Woman, I See first appeared here in September, 2017. Image my own)
One Woman's Quest 