Who Am I Now

As do the seasons...We change

Who in the heck am I now?

I used to know
Not so long ago
But who the heck
am I right now?

The days have changed me
Rearranged me
I barely know
myself now

I still look the same (mostly)
But I’m not… (except in name)
I know I’ve changed
(but how?)

I now own  a complete
Absence of artifice
A sense of humility
Now resides in it’s place

I’m not the least bit dismayed
By my lines and wrinkles displayed
Proudly I wear them
On this world weary face

I know that no longer
Am I the man I once was
I know it
yet don’t know just how

The changes seem glacial
Not confined to things facial
So just who the heck
Am I now?

Oftimes this ol’ world
Can both amaze and amuse me
Delight and affright
Dumbfound and confuse me

The young man I once was
Long ago ceased to be
So who and what am I now

A man is like the seasons
e’er changing…
Is the reason
Of course that’s only how
I view the way of things

But we only see the changing skin
And not the change that resides within
The mind that morphs
And then takes wing…

It all has naught to do
With good or bad
Of right or wrong
Or sad or glad

The mystery lies
More in the how and why
That I’ve become the man
I am now…

I’ve no way of knowin’
The where and the why
Nor any idea of the how…
I just know that tomorrow
Be it a day of delight or sorrow
I’ll not be the man
…That I am right now…

Author's Note

Who knows your review (if any) might be totally different tomorrow

Reviews

[Marie]

Well, I'll review this today, and also tomorrow. As we travel through the years, it seems we don't know how they got us where we are. We realize the changes, yet can't pinpoint them. It's a gradual slide,but I like to think of it as upward, not downward.