Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Breaking Through

You made me of light, a reflection of your own
And I enshrouded it in a heart,
Secured it in a cage
And enveloping sinews.
I covered up in clothes
And retreated into a house of bricks and stones.

How many layers, how many moats have I built around my reality?

Too many - to even perceive that which is real.

Veils upon veils, till the light is dimmed, a murky memory that it is even there.

Seeing only the illusions of my coverings,
I have lost myself in this maya.
A quagmire of false aims.

Help me,
Free me,

To become luminous once again.

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