I Still am me – by MIRELA ATHANAS

“I still am me”

 

I still am me!

 

I am, …

I still am me,

I am the little baby,

With the tiny fingers

Which I still carry,

same shape, same grip;

That later learned

a dance in piano keys,

 

I am,

I still am me,

I am the little girl,

I still have wet sand,

On my feet,

From the beach castles,

I built with my hands,

Nearby the sea;

Which then later

Got melted by the waves,

But not in my dreams,

In my dreams the castles,

Are greater than

those in fairytales.

 

I am

I still am me,

I am the teenager,

I still have stardust

On my hair,

From chasing shooting stars,

From catching butterflies,

As I would catch a dream,

Which then later,

Would teach me how to fly…

 

I am

I am still me,

I am the young lady,

I still have sparkles in my eyes

From the first time I fell in love,

From the time I danced under stars;

 

I am

I still am me,

I am the young lady,

I still have paper dust,

On my hands

From the books I read and studied,

I still have lingering melodies,

From the time I sang and danced,

I still have scents of the breeze,

Wrapped all over my being,

Of the time I ran in flowery fields,

In fields of joy and ease,

When the world was so free,

And bettering so simple it seemed!

Which then later,

Became my aroma, the scent of me,

Unforgettable, unchangeable, unique …..

 

I am

I am still me,

I am the young woman,

As it was destined to be,

I still have rain on my face,

I still have my wounds,

From places I have lived,

And roads chosen by fate;

They are strange wounds,

They heal, and then later,

One little thing touches the surface

And like that they still bleed;

But I’ve learned

That it might be my destiny,

I cover them still with my dreams.

 

I am,

I am still me,

The women I grew to be,

I still have anointed oil,

On my forehead,

From blessings I received!

I still have power on my step,

I still have gratitude to give,

From walking on a road,

I forever dreamed.

 

I am ,

I am still me,

I have smiles in my heart,

Gathered by children I have seen,

And children I was blessed to love,

I carry those smiles so dearly,

The treasure that helps me survive,

They live inside my heart,

And walk with me forever,

Which then later,

As always…..becomes eternity!

 

I am

I still am me,

I am the woman you see,

I still have strength,

On my hands, heart and soul,

From all the life I have lived,

From all the struggles I have fought,

I’m the woman, who saw the world differently,

I still have purpose in my hands,

I still have love in my heart,

I still have an eternal dream,

To be the best of me,

To be me, the one I am,

And no other, no other, in this reality

In the world we all dream to be.

 

I am,

I am still me,

I still have little fingers in my hands,

I still have my feet immersed in sand,

I still have stardust in my hair,

I still have eyes that always sparkle,

I still have lingering melodies that dance,

I still have scents of breeze wrapped around me,

I still have drops of rain on my face,

I still have blessings anointed in my forehead,

I still have power on my step,

I still have gratitude to give,

I still have smiles in my heart,

I still have strength on my soul,

So, this is how,

I am, I still am me,

 

I am,

I am still me,

You call me by name,

I respond,

That’s who I’ll always be,

That’s why I am, I am still me!

Unchangeable, unforgettable, unique!

Mirela Athanas, © July 15th 2016


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Mirela Athanas is an Albanian-American professional with 25+ years of experience in finance.   She was born in Tirana,Albania, April 25,1961, and currently resides in the USA, where she lives since 1994.  She is a graduate of the University of Tirana, Albania. with a masters degree in Business & Economics.  She also received a BS degree in Business Administration from the Computer Learning Centers in Boston MA, in 1995.
Mirela lived in Albania for most of her life and moved to the USA only in 1994.  While in America, Mirela pursued a career in finance and reached at the Senior Associate level in an investment management firm in Boston.
Besides her studies in economics, Mirela has always had a passion for music and literature.  She studied professional piano playing in a professional Music School in Tirana from 1967-1977.  She plays piano professionally.
In the recent years, Mirela has seriously returned to her passion for writing.  She is a freelance writer, and writes poems in both English and Albanian.  She speaks Albanian and Italian fluently, besides English and also translates.  She has translated a few poems from English to Albanian.
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5 Comments Add yours

  1. mandibelle16 says:

    You’re very welcome.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Victoria-Elizabeth says:

    Lovely. Beautifully crafted and truly heartfelt. Appealing imagery cast in the glow of stardust. I will share this piece with my friends.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you Victoria-Elizabeth, appreciate your lovely words!

      Like

  3. mandibelle16 says:

    Beautiful poem Mirela. I loved the repitition ” I am, I am still me” demonstrating as your speaker moves through time an different stages of life, she is still her — a “unique” and “authentic person.” Your speaker gathers Learning and experience throughout life as she goes through these special stages in life, but never alters from her essential self at heart. Gorgeous piece!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you mandibelle, you’ve said some beautiful words about my poem and I’m happy that it resonates with you and
      others.

      Liked by 1 person

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