It is today, today alas, that I believe in me,
As I also still believe in who I used to be,
I am only growing in my knowlege,
As I take a lapse from college
I have begun to sing my own lilt,
I have an intriguing dance with an interesting tilt.
I will rhyme to my own rhythm and my own time,
I will become who I was, who I am, who I will be with a slow and steady climb,
I sit here with my tea and coffee and journal and laptop in hand,
And I write and whisper welcome as I imagine up a foreign land,
That again, alas, I have begun to believe in little me,
And little us, and our little infinity,
And I am pleased.