“Who was I”, you may ask,
What was hiding ‘yond the mask.
I want all to be able to see,
Me for me, when I no longer be.
That I am, and I once was,
Discover the soul for what it was.
I don’t want people to think I,
Always thought only of when I’ll die.
I tried my hardest to always see good,
Through life’s disappointments I stood.
I always tried to do the best,
Whilest my heart and mind were stressed.
I wanted to make others joyful,
Not drain their heart but keep it full.
I never wanted to ever cause,
Someone to break the happiness laws.
People may say I saw only bad,
But through all creation I saw much glad.
Don’t think I never, ever noticed,
All that’s found through natures’ mist.
The beauty of the clouds and stars;
Of all the planets, Earth through Mars.
The sight of which brought kind tears,
The vastness that goes out light-years.
The splendor of the fields and seas,
The seasons, even winter freeze.
I see it all, I am not blind,
The many times people are kind.
The many blessings handed me,
As being born where I am free.
I have lots to love I see,
Except myself, I just hate me.
This is what people should know,
I am my own great foe.
Everything can be so great,
But for myself it is too late.
I am often afraid and weak,
But never say I didn’t seek.
K. Aldaya, 3/20/04
Picture: Hubble/Galex/Spitzer Composite Image of M81; http://hubblesite.org/newscenter/archive/releases/2007/19/image/j/format/web/