Philosophical free verse
Who are you really? But a mere reflection of who you think you should be? When your blood runs freely with no explanation from you, does it ask your permission?
You are everything you dream about and everything you hope for. You are, yourself, an embodiment of all that you pray for and everything that you fantasize about. In every thought, every dream, and every word spoken by you, you are stepping past yourself as you wander in search of that which you are. Stop searching.
Your consciousness reflects your true nature and your mind reflects what you have been told. You are the answer.
You walk next to thieves with no worry of who they might be. Because in their walking they show you your true self and you too are wondering how that could be. They worry not about your clothes or your job. Only are you judged by how you look at them and the sparkle in your eye as you judge them not.
Freedom exists between the two expressions of the universe and it is this freedom that makes you live. It is this freedom that has been lost long ago in a place called reality. Reality as it has been said by many is a joke. It is only a false description of that which is not. It is only a false description of that which is really the fable. But in this meeting there is no fable, no joke, no false creation.
There is only you as you should see yourself.
Written by Holly Kellums
Originally published on Medium.com