11/06/2010
By virtue of simplicity
Truth is profound
Inescapable in absolute
Virtuous and denied
By the proclaimed virtuous.
To deny self
Is the denial of truth
A chance to be what is known
As the standard of humanity
The antithesis of that truth.
An imbalance accepted
Vapourising the humanity
Of the unique individual
To embrace generic matter
That forms what now is human
Departed from that strata
Which birthed humanity
Until all action and reaction
Are anticipated
And thus removed from humaness.
Meant to be simple, we become complex
By a need to constantly define
What was defined from the start
In our new twist and turns
To lose the essence of meaning, hence complexity.
In our new sense of self we have become unknown
To that in us that seeks self
For confusion to take root and deny the need to give
Which somehow exists still
Even as we need only to receive.
Understanding is thus sought
And found in simpleness promptly denied
For nothing so confusing as our need to define
Can be fully answered in simpleness
So the circle contours are constantly defined.
Hi, I hope this helps you in some way in this journey we all have to understand and love ourselves as we deserve.
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