Now Poem by Anne Penman

I’m walking the tightrope
Between who I was
And who I will become.
Who I am
Right now
Is no one and everyone
Flickering and changing
An endless kaleidoscope.
I look in the mirror
And see a familiar stranger
Staring back at me.
So unsure of herself
Trying to balance past and future
Afraid of the present
That she doesn’t understand.
My plans are for the woman
I hope I’ll become
My dreams are of the girl
I left behind.
I’m sitting on the brink
Of Change
Feeling torn in a thousand directions
And terrified of facing the
Unknown Now.