This I Am - A Poem-like Sentiment

I am the heart, beating within each moment. I am the finger, turning each page of my story for a new, brighter day. I am a soul composed of honest compassion, forgiveness, unconditional love, and sentimental care.

I am the temper that easily breaks, releasing the lioness strength I carry within. I am the frustration in the young child without a voice. I am the ever-sure, yet anxious beauty that without truly second-guessing itself, knows every lesson, and that every day will turn out just fine, with the grace of the road.

The long, and winding road, that leads us all to that special door. God only knows where this road will take me. But I'm sure it will take; it will soar, it will learn to provide strength for its followers. It will bless us with life, love, joy, sorrow, peace, trials, and tribulations. When it does take, I hope it provides us a sense of forgiveness, kind retrospect, and a sense of calming tenderness.

I am the child, toddling around the grassy fields of hope. I am the young girl, praying for her chance to leave a mark on the universe. I am the woman, learning how to embrace her journey, and love each and every individual who crosses her path. I am the loud mouth on a rainy day that never seems to let go. I am the quiet spirit, sitting besides those I love, providing them with all the answers.

I am the feather in the wind, caressing the open world of opportunities, and the blue sky. Nothing hurts more than the word, "Goodbye." Taking each day with a warming outlook, relaxing and letting time tick by. While we may never discover the reason for the road, I will be damned before someone tries to take away my rippling happiness, ever changing, expressing each color within a vibrant rainbow of peace, wisdom, luck, prayer, and most importantly: equality.

One should not judge someone for the exterior of their presentation, but for the purity of their soul, and their journey upon the road. I will pray for those who do not see the horizon on the other side of their tallest mountain. I will pray for those who feel burdened enough to show the weakness in others in order to feel that heavy weight remove itself from their chest.

A wise woman once spoke to me, she said: "Never silence your voice. This world needs voices like yours." The world needs a million voices from all different paths along the road, changing the road throughout generations, giving us hope, through maturity, responsibility, love, peace, immaturity, ignorance, judgment, and war. That is what makes us human. It carves the road for those who will walk upon it in the future.

As for my road? I am a grand-daughter. I am a daughter. I am a girlfriend. I am a best friend. I am a student, a discoverer, a questioner, and a judger. I am an activist, a fighter, a voice, and a determined, maternal soul. I am fire, I am wind, I am earth, I am water. This I am, I know. I will not let go.