Who am I?

"Who am I"?
A question that's deceptively simple.
One that has been asked for generations

"Who I am" - is not "Who I used to be".
Who I used to be is vanishing slowly.
The many ties that used to define the essence of
"Who I am"
have been cut - all but one.
That one gets thinner everyday.
Once that tie is gone,
the "Who I am"
of days past will have disappeared forever.

She will remain only in my memory.

The question has become
"Who am I now"?
What am I to replace the what was with?

I feel like the final flickers
of smouldering embers.
That fire is going out.

Who will rise from the ashes,
of an extinguished persona?

Saturn has returned and now moves
onto my horizon.
The presentation of
"Who I am"
to the world.

"Who I am" past slips away
out of my fingers.
Saturn will complete that task.

"Who I am" present must be rebuilt
piece by piece

That "Who I am" shall stand until
Saturn returns once more,
and I must begin again.

The future holds
"Who I am"
to be.

Made by the "Who I am" past
and presently growing into.
Synthesized into
a whole being.