“Old one, what is your name?”
Call me by what you wish, came cryptically,
because I am only what you feel and have need for me.
I am what I am, but only what I can be for you.
But now I am for you in whatever role you wish me to be.

Call me Teacher, if you wish to learn.
Call me Comforter if you wish to be held.
Call me Rock if you wish a support on which to cling.
Call me Forever because I will always be in your mind.
What is a name? It is the thoughts that matter.
It is only important that I am there for you.

My name is Strength.
Strength when you need it.
When your needs are one of purpose
and you have to carry on, regardless of the burden.
When you feel the world is against you, and you stand alone.
When you question your purpose in life and others let you down.

My name is Compassion.
Compassion to the needs of others.
Compassion to the ones weaker than myself.
Compassion to the hurts of the world.

My name is Love.
An unselfish love for the people who need such love.
A giving without a receiving.
An ache for the torment of younger ones than I.
A refuge for the wounded in spirit.

My name is Mercy.
Mercy to forgive transgressions.
Mercy for the envious who try to hurt with words.

My name is Honor.
A code by which only I can live.
To live life as I perceive it by my rules alone.
Come share with me by whatever name I be.