White water falls away
A stream of sibilance
Embraced in verdance
Here I, find peace in this day
Even as the rain
Drizzles through the canopy
Embraced in patterns of nature
I dismantle patterns of self
Trouble falls away
Tag: self
As Water Falls
As water falls
In fractured cascade
See trauma’s pain
Fragmented mesh
Of memory and behavior
Slim tenuous tendrils
Strewn across twin darknesses
Of dissociation and repression
Shattered shards of self
Unanchored and adrift
Self Remembering
Spirit cracks
Inner light
Pierces darkness
Reminds conscious
Extant spirit
The Maze
I was already deep inside
And lost
Before I realized it was a
Maze
And lost
Before I realized it was a
Maze
But there are times
Places
To not mind being
Lost
The walls seemed sculpted
Textured
With saturated tones of
Warmth
And so I walked
Aimless
Lost in the beauty of the
Walls
Until suddenly I was
Outside
Safe, yet wanting to go
Back
Sometimes it is
OK
To lose my
Self
Dancing with the Darkness
Standing in the light
I see the darkness
The evil from which I emerged
Clearly
For the first time
I see the darkness
The evil from which I emerged
Clearly
For the first time
Just as I cannot know the light
Without darkness
So too I cannot know the darkness
Without light
I thought I knew the darkness well
When I was caught in it
As it touched me
As it coursed through me
I believed the darkness was me
Standing in the light
I sense the true nature of my being
Radiating this warm glow
I have not emerged from the darkness
I have shed it
Like a cloak
Beneath which the light
Has always burned
Will always burn
Has always kept the darkness
In its dark
Crossing Boundaries
To explore other worlds
I must cross the boundaries
I’ve erected to contain my own
I must cross the boundaries
I’ve erected to contain my own
Peering Back
I observe the world
People, structures, nature
Though people most of all
People, structures, nature
Though people most of all
I peer into their world
Try to understand what they see
How they see it
It helps me see
The nuance in my own world
In my own perception
Every now and again
I notice people
Peering back at me
A moment most illuminating
As it reminds me
Look at yourself, through their eyes
And so, I wonder
What do they see?
How do they see me?
Reflections
In the mirror
I see
What others cannot see
In me
I see
What others cannot see
In me
In others
I see
Another reflection
Of me
Sometimes
I see
Neither mirror reflects
Real me
If I shut my eyes
I see
The me I am without need
To be
Infinity ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #117
With the strongest telescope
I cannot see beyond what I know to be
I cannot see beyond what I know to be
With an electron microscope
I cannot see within the smallest part of me
With the clearest mirror
I cannot see the me that is me
With the mightiest pen
I cannot set down the words defining me
With the cleverest mind
I cannot imagine the bounds of me
With the truest heart
I love, which is all I need to know of infinity
So Many “Me”s
There are so many places
Wanderlust takes me
And every one
Brings out
Another
Me
Wanderlust takes me
And every one
Brings out
Another
Me
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