I am ...
I am a grey sky with glimpses of blue.
I am an old denim shirt, faded and worn.
I am a slow walk through a maple woods in autumn.
I am a candle melting into a work of art.
I am the smoke of an October fire.
I am pain and passion, love and longing.
I am the mist upon the waters of cold Canadian lake.
I am Buck listening for the distant howl.
I am three whiskey sours into a deep night of sorry.
I am the lover of lost causes and ...
... and maybe a lost cause, myself.
I am the lone wolf in search of the pack.
I am who I was ...
...and who I am coming to be.