This is I!
Do you see my diamond-studded smile and passion-filled eyes? It’s because I’m in that stage of my life where I have nothing to prove to anyone. There is no elaborate pretence and no lavish ostentations. Genuineness smoulders in yellow gold, and I carry integrity on my eyelids. I stitch virtue, ornately and intricately, in every feather of my powder silver wings, which thrusts me past the iridescent rainbow where my ambitions soar high amid the dappled blanket of the sky. This is I; the stronger me, the happier me and the empowered me.
Like a swallow, I arrowed down bitter skies, breezed through stifling winters and survived death-like silences. Then, I sailed through the tomb-like silence into the open waters with makeshift oars and improvised pinnace. I waited for ancient portals, hidden doors and secrets gardens through which I could commune with you. And this equipped me to battle every tribulation with valour. This is I; the stronger me, the happier me and the empowered me.