Mystery of Life

A poem about finding one's self.

Who is this child
I see staring back at me
In the mirror of my soul,
Crying to be loved,
Seeking understanding ears.

Who is this youth
I see staring back at me
In the mirror of my soul,
Crying to be heard,
Seeking an identity all her own.

Who is this adult
I see staring back at me
In the mirror of my soul,
Crying to be believed in,
Seeking a purpose for living.

Who is this old woman
I see staring back at me
In the mirror of my soul,
Crying to be seen,
Seeking something to soothe the pain.

Who is this person?
I know her not.
For in not knowing her,
I do not know my own face.
I am a mystery unto myself.