A Zen Moment, Too

This is a New Age poem.

Is who I am shaped by the past

An endless cycle of

escaping from the pain

A vagabond in search

Traveling near and far

To find out what it all means

I can see so much clearer

As I shed this veil of shame

A materialistic culture

Full of false pride

But deep down I still feel fear

Am I worthy of life?

Day and night I wandered

Hoping to seek the truth

Until I met a madman

or maybe he was a wiseman

who spoke so concisely

Suddenly it all made sense

"Clarity creates it's

own distortion

Acceptance perpetuates

powerlessness

There is no duality

but in our own minds"

Reviews

[Madalyn Beck]

I am intrigued by this write! You have created a thought provoking piece here. I adore the last lines:

"Clarity creates it's
own distortion
Acceptance perpetuates
powerlessness
There is no duality
but in our own minds"

[Stephanie M]

thank you so much