I am Ready
I am Ready
Who is that girl?
Her expression is dark,
her face shows
signs of sadness.
A tear runs down our reflection.
What’s the point of living?
Why must we continue to survive
when life never ends in happiness?
Why am I here?
I’m worth nothing.
We cry together
through the looking glass.
Who is that woman?
She spent many years
in the dark pit
of fear and sadness.
Now, she has grown
taller than the largest tree;
stronger than the toughest rock;
kinder than a loving heart.
I know my purpose.
I see a woman preparing
for the battle of life
through the looking glass.
I am here.
I am now.
I am ready.