I titled this poem "she" as a reference to my own self, to the woman that dwells in me: that innermost part of me that remains often hidden from the world… This is a poem that came to "life" few weeks ago and it is a deep expression of a tumultuous time I was going through, and still am. It is that point in life many of us reach (once or many times in a lifetime) in which we don't know who we are anymore. Yet inside something is very much ALIVE and wants to be expressed and sail into the river of life with all its mysteries, agonies and joys. This is a poem dedicated to that inner Me that at times get confused about her soul, and her life and that questions everything! Then after the questioning process she comes out with a more solid knowledge of who she is or might be next. She by Ilda Dashi She is afraid, scared of what her inner treasures might contain: gems and diamonds or demons traveling on a train. She is terrified, of wh...
Women's Spiritual Poetry