Is that thing… Me?

January 11, 2021

Let go all attachments.
In this is freedom,
the loss of all you cling to
for life
for love
for worth and identity.

You are not those things,
nor did you necessitate them
before your existence on this planet.

With every peel comes a suffering;
each reveals a wounded part of your Self.

The fear.
The anger.
The rage.
The hunger.
The panic.

Every shedding, a blessing;
every discovery, a curse.

Peer into the darkness –
what do you see there?

Surely not…

Surely that isn’t me there.
Surely that is something foreign to my nature
and present without my invitation.


Copyright © 2020 by Charles B. Young. All rights reserved.

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