I set foot on paths untouched,
awakened and anew
With questions and a longing for answers
of who and what
and why we’re here

What measure of faith in the unknown, 
Created me --
Abundant in curiosity
Bright-eyed and steadfast
Welcoming in with open arms,
A youth with a longing for a transfusion of new blood, 
charting me off into uncanny worlds of my making

Or perhaps it was in my stars,
Written and transcribed in the divine --
An omen of the tender nature of my soul 
Steeping for years in patience and grief, saturated by the suffering of past lives, 
Who lie long awaiting the moment to secede from the confines of ancestral aches, 
Ready to embark with unwavering strength,
To carry my body to the finish line.