I am....

“Who am I”?? I often ask,
A blazing flame??? Or a pacified desire
A child?? 
Or
A woman??

The child is no one
….. But the lost part
Women; the Contemplated desire
The Child; the elated thought….

Women; learnt to step over the cruel stones
Child; was taught to cry and mourn
Yet both lies within the same soul….
Searching for each other’s presence
Deciding on each other’s significance!!

When the time comes
Life will decide…
It might carve the child into a woman
It may mould the woman with pride

I think not, to win over the child in me
I choose not, to let life decide for me
I am what my soul has found in me
A child, a woman, a thought, a desire

The purest prayer….
The grandest feeling….
The light within the soul….!!!