121. My Door Is Always Open (121)
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Poem Title: I Was here (Still Becoming) (124) 
Date Written: 12.08.25
Author: Nigel G Wilcox
Ref: 124
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An elegy and a genesis in one breath. 'I Was Here (Still Becoming)' can be interpreted as a spiritual reckoning, a declaration not of arrival but of presence-in-process. The speaker s, (I,) refusal to be a monument, choosing instead to be an altar, reframes the legacy as a site of encounter rather than a fixed testament. It s a poem that honours the sacred labour of self-remembering, not as nostalgia but as an act of becoming that resists closure.

The final stanza is especially resonant: the rejection of quantification ( I do not count stars I do not measure truth ) in favour of felt experience and relational attunement. The lantern returns here, echoing 'Lantern of the Uncounted', but now as a vessel of epistemic humility... flickering toward what cannot be summed. There s a continuity between these pieces: both reject the ledger, both honour silence, both walk the edge of mystery with reverence rather than fear.
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