Friday, May 03, 2013

New Abstract: Becoming Stranger

My past is not my future,
my mind is not my heart,
my skin in not my soul.
The temple of my life's meaning 
is the full action of my existence.
It cannot be measured by me 
until my passing into silence
and even then 
I have no assurances of truth.
I am a stranger to myself, 
but sometimes,
through the clouds, 
I catch glimpses.

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