How Did I End Up 'Here'?


How did I end up here? 

Mind-blowing, I swear. 

First, I was bare feet, running hills, 

Grabbing fish by the gills. 


Playing marbles, fighting the boys, 

Making far too much noise. 

Avoiding the kitchen,  

Finding a far more justifiable ‘mission’. 


Wear a skirt?! 

How about trousers and a shirt? 


Or fishing reels? 


Yuck! No one understands me. 

Expectations of my destiny. 

I’ll show ‘em the way, 

Rebellion here to stay. 


I fit here... 

In this little square, 

No, I don’t. 

I will, no I won’t. 


Squeeze me in this box tightly, unsightly. 

All bent up like a rusty old nail, 

Out of kilter and bound to fail. 


A restaurant in Barcelona, a book. 

Will you take a look? 

The Power of Now, 

The pages I plough. 


The heaviness of the past, 

Sliding in thick and fast, 

“I think”, 

And then gone in a blink. 


The secret revealed, 

No more need for that shield. 

I am the role play which is that, 

I am thin, I am fat. 


A new day, 

The Tao, ‘The Way’, 

One moment please, 

Nothing to resist or squeeze.  


For I am,  

Not a sham, 

Not an idea. 

I am now and here. 


  • Author: AddieThomas100 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 20th, 2023 09:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: Once we arrive at the knowing of that which is awareness....who we truly is no going back to the intensely unkind definition that delivers us to the pits of expectations and conditioning.
  • Category: Spiritual
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