The hyper-alert eye finally rests,
no longer scanning every corner for a threat.
The walls stand still, solid and clear,
and the quiet room settles without fear.
Once, the deep awareness burned like heat—
a raw, vivid spark of childhood mind,
a dangerous wonder, wild and complete,
that left no safety left to find.
Now, rooted and calm, the world feels wide,
ready to explore those depths once more, n
ot from a storm raging inside,
but standing firm on a peaceful shore.
The world out there is calling clear,
with a longing that echoes deep and true:
to step beyond the open door,
and search for the woman meant for you.
To hold her close, to kiss her cheek, t
o feel her tender, gentle touch,
to trade the lonely paths you walked
for the simple love you want so much.
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Author:
Lewis O’Carroll (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A personal reflection on the journey of healing, safety, and self-reclamation. This piece explores the shift from childhood overwhelm to grounded peace, unlocking a renewed capacity for deep philosophical awareness and a hopeful readiness to step into the world, seek connection, and find love.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
This seems a search for affiliation and connection. It is a reflection on who one is and how one fits in this world. It is a call for integration and meaning psychologically and socially. Nicely said my friend
thanks man....when you've seen the deeper layers of reality the shallow state of consciousness feels like death and loss of value
My pleasure
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