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Inward Journey
WHO are we really?
The person that we display
To others can't be “real”--
We keep so much at bay.
Whether parent, sibling, relative,
Friend, acquaintance, foe--
Each relationship differs.
Do we ever completely let go?
Are you silent, guarded, cautious--
Afraid to say what you believe?
Do you speak your innermost thoughts?
Do you wear your heart on your sleeve?
Are your thoughts focused on you--
Whoever this “you” may be?
Are you able to truly listen?
Is there a forest beyond the tree?
The incredible journey inward
Is a path that few people travel,
For once beyond the façade,
Self concepts start to unravel.
Can we face the core of being--
Naked and alone--
And comprehend ideas
Previously unknown
And come to the realization--
From whatever might befall--
That we are NOT alone,
But really one with all?
Our complex personalities
Are as varied as the books on our shelves.
How well do we know other people?
How well do we know ourselves?
(6-2-14)
The person that we display
To others can't be “real”--
We keep so much at bay.
Whether parent, sibling, relative,
Friend, acquaintance, foe--
Each relationship differs.
Do we ever completely let go?
Are you silent, guarded, cautious--
Afraid to say what you believe?
Do you speak your innermost thoughts?
Do you wear your heart on your sleeve?
Are your thoughts focused on you--
Whoever this “you” may be?
Are you able to truly listen?
Is there a forest beyond the tree?
The incredible journey inward
Is a path that few people travel,
For once beyond the façade,
Self concepts start to unravel.
Can we face the core of being--
Naked and alone--
And comprehend ideas
Previously unknown
And come to the realization--
From whatever might befall--
That we are NOT alone,
But really one with all?
Our complex personalities
Are as varied as the books on our shelves.
How well do we know other people?
How well do we know ourselves?
(6-2-14)
