Self Portrait

I happen to be a beautiful space cadet.

Head in clouds, feet on busy ground.

I am a wonky princess, a gorgeous human being,

A tragic masterpiece, a mighty force, a weak heroine.

This form is a bastion of untried potential.

An unspoken sermon, a quiet storm.

Work of progress, fearless bumbler, the queen of all this.

Faithful mess, a jester of all things me.