Who you are can surprise you as you keep going on,
as wordlessly we all are changing
the bravest of us are those who surrender to
what we’ve always been.
Whether hiding or stifled or long unknown,
there are seeds taken hold far within,
and we’ve no job but to resist
uprooting what becomes.
And beyond that oath we must tend, ever feed
that roaring hunger, that flame
which keeps us always on a winding road
to discover what we’ll next have been.