Years gave me
experience enough
to understand
the true and the will.
Years brought me
the understanding
about belonging and care.
Years made me
know which are the roads
to come across for real
believe and faith.
Years detached me
from young and ingenuity.
Years had got me here
to where my voice has been found
into more than memories.
Only years made me who I am
what I can give
where to I can lead my acts
how can I stay alive
in the middle of the storm.

Michael Kenna art from x.com