Who am I ?

who am I -cc

I don’t have wings today. My spirit sags with the weight of gathering clouds. I’ve lost myself. Which takes me back inside those heavy stone walls of the convent, where I fall into anonymity again. Where we supposedly melded ourselves into one smooth-running machine,

in order to better serve the Lord.

Where. . . .am I headed now?

Am I too late . . .?

Who. . . in the world . . . .am I

I ask again. . .

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