Know Thyself....

Now I become myself. It's taken
Time, many years and places;
I have been dissolved and shaken,
Worn other people's faces.....

The changing light on landlocked lakes,
For ten years have called a mountain, friend,
Have been nourished by plants, still waters,
Trees in their seasons,
Have fought in this quiet place
For my self.......

As strong, renewable, fertile,
As the world of nature all around me–
Learned to clear myself as I have cleared the pasture,
Learned to wait,
Learned that change is always in the making
(Inner and outer) if one can be patient,
Learned to trust myself.......

Scattered morceaus of May Sarton's poems on the quest of selfhood