It took me time to find my mooring
away from ‘him’,’her’, ‘his’, ‘her’, ‘their’
far away from ‘that’, ‘those’, ‘these’ and ‘others’
anchoring into my own brittle self
so convoluted in my own thoughts
so lost in the tornadoes of fantasy and reality
so confused to know which is which
I entered gingerly into who I am
it was a revelation,still partly revealing, ‘an epiphany’
haven’t I been here, I thought
haven’t I seen this part of me, I asked
‘yes’ and ‘no’ and ‘something in between’
the abyss of the self
the ruminations of the mind
the many truths of many people
the many loves and the many hates
the many hurts and the many strengths
the ‘you’s and the ‘I’s
and then nothing
and then everything
and even anything
but he said it well
‘let your house not be your anchor, let it be your mast’!
so it is!
4 responses to “Of moorings”
I like the quotation. I’m going to share it with my granddaughter. (
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(At 20, she’s ready to sail, I can tell.)
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Thanks for liking, the quote is from the The Prophet-Khalil Gibran. My daughter is looking to set sail too..
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Nice !!
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