Sometimes I wonder, which parts are me and which have been bestowed upon me by some arbitrary process or event, parts which are momentarily useful but, in the long term, become a distraction, or potentially lethal, like the appendix surgeons removed when I was five, moments before it killed me.
Tag: transformation
Seeking ~ Being
There comes a time
In every pilgrim’s journey
When the path transforms
In every pilgrim’s journey
When the path transforms
From seeking
To being