Knowing

Knowing

Twas not long ago,
I presumed to know.
My soul was tender,
yet wearing great armor.

I carved many masks,
and lifted my tasks.
Unaware of my yearning,
nor where I was going.

At times I was challenged,
my courage prevailed.
And always I seeked,
a latent part unveiled.

And now I've arrived,
a self forged unknowing.
And often I ponder,
Who was it I knew.