golden

I've been purified by fire

washed and scoured by raging rain

buffeted hither and yon by 

winds of changing fortune.

Never safely planted strong roots 

to hold me close and whisper 

soothing lullabies.

I have suffered all, not gladly,

but fortuitously.

I have grown, have imbibed

the luscious nectar of hard found 

fruits, endured trials

testing every aspect of my soul,

grown in wisdom and honour 

and lack of trust

for any who have never dwelled

in these wicked realms.

No one may know of me but I and 

the holy trio who 

underwrite my progress.

No matter.  

We are all, my traveling band,

My inspiration, organization

and sacred core of self-empowerment,

all the intimate family

I have always so desperately

craved.

I am blessed.  I am blissed.

I am that I am and none

may cast me asunder.