I am a grand piano,
One with the magical music.
I am clay,
Always being shaped into something new and beautiful.
I am a poem,
Filled with intense, engulfing serenity.
I am not my OCD.
I am not my depression.
I am not my anxiety.
I am the overcoming of them.
I am a woman,
Born into a world where that is wrong.
I am a Jew,
Always questioning my beliefs about God and myself.
I am not an outsider,
I will learn to be an insider.
I am not a dreaded gravel road,
I am important and valued.
I am a soul, a free soul,
Waiting to be set free.
Accompanying Photo: “Mornings At Home” by Gali Davar
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