© 2003, Rita Loyd
 

Searching for meaning,
searching for worth,
I am directed inward…
 to excavate
through the layers
of who I thought I was:
resentment, anger, jealousy,
guilt, sadness and shame.
To find that my identity
is none of these emotions
but rather
a beautiful spirit that waits just beneath.

As I wondered why it took me so long
 to find my true self
I heard my spirit’s voice say~
 “Quietly I have waited for the rage of ego to subside,
for my voice is gentle and not easily heard over the rant.
 
by Rita Loyd