Check your breath
Upon the mirror
Brief our days
In space and time.
On ancient temples
Sanskrit verses
Reverberate
On stone and marble
Is writing not
Our breath inscribed
Mediated by
Heart and mind?
Our days are fragile
Like glass baubles
What will you
Leave behind?
More mouths to feed?
…
Resurrection
I am the child
That asked questions
Deemed too wild,
No whys and how's
Were allowed.
Over years and years
I tried, I tried.
Truth and tradition
In my parents’ home
Swam separate
Like oil and water.
Years passed and
Still I’m the scapegoat
Sent out into the desert.
I…
Such a powerful and rarely voiced perspective. Thank you - perhaps you could approach Psycology magazine with a proposal to publish this ?
Decades of advertising and CENTURIES of extreme exploitation of people and planet...
Being stubborn helps us to stand our ground and defend our self-wroth against those who would diminish us.
Interesting read... maybe one useful solution is ... we give as an expression of our love, but also, we do not not accept being used, so have some boundaries... easier said than done!
