Unweaving the Web

Sometimes threads from different facets of life come together and provide an insight to the self.  Here a suggestion from a friend and experiences from counselling training led to the following thought. 

Unweaving the web

Long sown by time,

I look inward past

Half-truths and lies

Beyond the confusion and fear

And see uncertainty.

I look to the past to

Delineate the now-

To the cries and pleadings

Of covert demands

Of stamps and rackets

Of mood games played.

Where lies the me, the

Open, honest, salt of the

Earth;

Free spirit, swimming not drowning?

Am I a figment of

My imagination

Or a spectre of someone else’s

Existence?

Or maybe it is that-

I am who I am-

And I live it!?

May 2011