is like a tactile time machine
and if I close my eyes
I have returned to
the place I can
find young
answers
to old
lies.
- Author: Jon Nakapalau ( Offline)
- Published: August 25th, 2018 17:13
- Comment from author about the poem: First time in years I walked barefoot in the grass.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 16
- Users favorite of this poem: Jhe
Comments2
I feel like this one is going to rattle around in my brain for a while, in a good way, until I can find personal application. "Young answers to old Lies". Why is that so profound to me? Maybe because...as simple as the grass beneath our feet, experiences and sensations on a basic human level...we can so easily get lost in our own complicated headspace. We forget to connect to the things that are just...solid and real. There are more than a few "lies" of perception, negatively held, dysfunctional beliefs, that I have to overturn with new insights in order to find peace.
You have said what I was trying to say so much better than I did - thank you.
Not true! That I said it better, that is. You said it simply and beautifully and I wouldn't have realized thats how I was feeling if you hadnt turned my thoughts with your words. That I got the sense of it means your poem did its job 🙂
Thank you.
love this poem...
and to think,
some people say let go of the past!
☆ ★ ☆
Thank you Jhe.
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