My Center

I will not be taken off my center,

I will not bend to other’s winds. I am my Self, I am Present,

I am what meant to Be. I am my dreams, my moments,

Are made with hope in Me. Fear might take me hostage,

But courage will set me free. I know I am kicking and screaming And I may be wrong in time.

Yet no one knows more of my story, Than the teller of this rhyme. -