Discovering Oneself
Discovering one’s parents,
is to know the confinement of possession.
Discovering one’s career,
is to know entrapment of the Peter Principal.
Discovering one’s mate,
is to know the tenuousness of identity.
Discovering one’s aloneness,
is to know the loss of contact.
Discovering one’s freedom of choice,
is to know the loneliness of independence.
Discovering oneself,
is to finally accept responsibility of belonging.
Love ya!
Jane
style and grace. But when it also encapsulates life,
love, and purpose in one sweep of the pen, that person
must have arrived from a distant place for the express
purpose of enlightenment. What talent!