I do not see the world as it is

I do not see things as they are

There is an intruder on my present experience

 

I do not fully know me

As I am, as I really am

As I could be … whole!

 

I am seeing me as I am, now

A character

A patchwork of past experiences,

of unresolved moments

Through myth, through symbols, through language, through spirituality

 

I see the world through a gentle you;

A proxy

An enraged you;

An invitation

 

Because every now and then

I get a glimpse of my improvisations

The child in me, in abiding and legitimate continuity

A glimpse of the real me

Of the greater story

Reflected in the drama, my reactions

in living pictures

Mirrored in the moment

In the stillness

 

And I have to make a choice

A courageous choice

Away from my imagined safety from pain

Toward a revealing openness

An openness to the givens of life.