If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm.

I am searching, searching, searching for me. Not the me that you see

But the me deep down

Within my soul

The purposeful me

The divine me

The gifted and talented me

The graceful me

The loving me

The God-fearing devoted woman

On a mission

Breaking and dashing

Singing and shouting

me

The rejoicing me

The praying me

The humbled me

The warrior me

The faithful

most giving

Won’t take bull

Me

The observer me

The protector me

The stoic spirit me

Most of all the obedient to my creator me

I am looking for her

I lost her.

It’s time to get her back!