The Girl With Many Names.
Whispers of One.
By Cathy (Christine Acheini) Ben-Ameh.Published 6 months ago • 1 min read
They have called me many things
but none of them knew my name.
Not the one He gave me
not the one sewn in light
before my limbs were formed.
I wear the lion
not as armor
but as breath.
I do not roar
I remember.
I wear the eagle
in my gaze.
I see as He sees
not because I try
but because I belong to the wind.
I wear the horse
in my obedience.
I run
not for speed
but because the voice said go.
And I wear the woman
as glory.
As altar.
As the place where eternity
blooms.
About the Creator
Cathy (Christine Acheini) Ben-Ameh.
https://linktr.ee/cathybenameh
Passionate blogger sharing insights on lifestyle, music and personal growth.
⭐Shortlisted on The Creative Future Writers Awards 2025.
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Comments (2)
"I wear the lion not as armor but as breath. I do not roar I remember" Wow, just wow! Cathy, you are an amazing poet! 🥰🥰🥰
This felt so empowering. Loved your poem!