…..
…..
That moment
We suddenly realised
Those we thought were fellow travellers
Were simply masks
That moment
Somewhat further down the road
We suddenly realised
We too were simply a mask
…..
…..
That moment
We suddenly realised
Those we thought were fellow travellers
Were simply masks
That moment
Somewhat further down the road
We suddenly realised
We too were simply a mask
I wrote this piece from/on the perception that I/they/we are all manifestations of Source. Perhaps sharing this with you will lead to a reassessment of its meaning and my intention in posting it? Poetry can open some doors, but can close others.
I grieve if you have been pained by others’ treatment of you and wish you healing.
♥
that moment when u saw the deception
spoke up to warn your fellow traveller
only to find… they had lost their faith
their mission… their purpose…
did they ever have one?
or did they, too know all along
was the joke on us alone?
this is when WE discover
that WE are here on our OWN .
how deeply we yearned to shout “justice!”
moving forward on our travels now…
we keep our third eye open
and our mouths closed…
(shame)