Speck Now

I am who I am
I am what I am
I speck of a nomad
I seek that of above breath
I know what I know
I step were that of light
Does not reside
I hold no name for
I am who I am
I am what I am
That which lays in wait
A predator, a huntress,
A woman born of that
Of another and yet I am
More
For that of life I grew’
Now here in this I now
Reside and I tell you
This my friend
No longer does this tongue
Know of which of which word
To speck
This breath was born and feed
Its mother milk and
Led into a time were there
Lays another path one I have
Not seen, nor another of this line
May have seen, so who am I to turn
I hold no name for
I am who I am
I am what I am
I seek that of above breath
So…so what do you have to say

by La Janine Garrett

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