I am seeking the verse that has eluded my pen for what seems to be an eternity. It has been stated by many that I am a strong woman. I am not. I am, however a woman of strength. I am the poetess. I have traveled many roads and I have happened upon many wise souls who have shared with me, their knowledge. While it is true that I have happened upon many fool hearted souls, I have never approached them with reckless intent; for in my moments of weakness, I too have appeared to be fool hearted. Today, I approach you; you who also may be seeking the verse that has eluded the song in your heart for what may have seemed to be an eternity. I stand before you, with a song in my heart and a dream in my eyes. My material wealth is miniscule. The treasures of my heart that await he who without ill intent, does seek to know me, are of a value beyond compare. I bare the smile of a queen and the spirit of a pauper. I am proud and yet, humble. At times, my eyes may seem far away or even sad. Perhaps that is because they are focused on a purpose. While always seeking to learn, to grow, to look beyond and beneath the obvious, the surface, I have become a seeker. Now, my journey has brought me to you. I seek to know you that I may learn from you. I seek to touch you, that I may feel the pain, the longing, the joy and the passion of your very being. I seek to look into your eyes that I may see a dream or two. If you are a seeker as well, perhaps you are the verse that has eluded my pen for what has seemed to be an eternity….