Stripping Bare

A metaphoric poem in askance of ridding ourselves of conditioned fears and learning to know our inner truths ...

Imagine yourself locked tight in a jar,
It’s dark all about �" you are not sure where you are.
A door is left open,
With enveloping light.
Your eyes open slowly,
You experience sight.
Craving for more you twist off the lid.
You gasp at new air, the jar you now rid.

Within the jar, you felt safe and secure,
This new field you’ve entered seems rather obscure.
When you were tucked away tightly,
There was nothing to fear.
You are out in the world now,
Oh Dear, Oh Dear!

Concerns start eating right into your being.
Questions arise, you fear what you are seeing.
Wanting to leave, crawl back to what’s known.
Alas, since you left your being has grown.

Stop, wait and examine,
Why are you so scared?
What is this conditioning?
Are we not taught to prepare?

Yet we still run, we don’t face the fight..
But,
If this life’s all we have �" we need to learn to take flight.
Strip off our fears,
Let go of our worry,
We need to do it now,
Of course there’s a hurry!

We were given a gift,
That we call consciousness.
We must ask all the questions,
To make light of life’s mess.

It’s time to take off the blindfolds,
Know me and know you,
The answers lie within us,
It is true, it is true.

Come, I will tell you a secret,
It’s about being free,
You strip a little more from you each day,
You will get lighter you see.

When you are lighter ,
You allow more light to flow through.
That’s when you feel the universe,
Connect-
- Right to you.

You will feel yourself melt,
You will see all as one.
You will float in the river,
That connects everyone.

You will see everything clearly,
Yet see nothing at all,
You will find all of your wanting,
Was left at the door.
You will laugh in the face,
Of your funny misconceptions.
Built up through your life,
You allowed the deception.
You will roll over and tumble,
Through eternities waves.
Knowing that only you,
Can make yourself made.

There is nothing you fear now,
There is nothing you need.
You stripped yourself bare,
To the original seed.

Time for your choice now,
You have outgrown the jar.
You have traveled your path
Yet the journey’s still far.

Hold fast and hold steady
The rewards you shan’t see,
Yet they will come, they will come,
To those who are free.

Author's Note

I have always had a difficult time grasping the writing of metaphors ... any help or thoughts would be happily taken away with me to Neverland :)

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

Jacob is the master of metaphor, if you want guidance he's your man. I thought this was good though! Really liked it.

[KWP]

Yeah Jacob is the man - this is so damn true - he blows my mind and then I giggle !!! thanks for reading lovely xx

[Maglia Weaver Twill]

wow, this is breathtaking, like always I often feel when reading these uplifting spiritual hymns, I used to be a disciple of DZeus and now it is not only that but a swift breeze gliding across the plains

[KWP]

ha thanks Magila ... I appreciate your words as I do find your work rather captivating xx

[cycy]

i liked the way you used the jar as a means to show that we bottle ourselve sup for safety and secutiy from the unknown yet we are only living half our lives...you did well with the metaphorical writing., sorry for late reviews though

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Fears are walls we built around our minds and hearts to keep out the bad, but at the same time they keep out life and all its glorious opportunities… but fears are part of human nature, I think the reason for having them is so we can face them as part of our soul growth.

Now referring to your author's notes I did not really see any metaphorical references but still a very nice poem full of wisdom.

[KWP]

well I was kinda thinking the whole poem was the Metaphor :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i might break this up into 4 shorter poems...the first two stanzas work perfectly as a poem...the metaphor of the jar, and being enclosed, tightened air, hard to breathe...scary...

but you might think about that...sometimes when poems get overlong, they lose a bit of steam and impact...

but you do sustain the metaphor throughout...and that is good...

[KWP]

thanks jacob ... yes I was going through a bit of an EPIC poem phase ... sometimes I got a lot to say .. hahaha ... I appreciate your words and the fact you have given me something to think about xx

[CountNicholasAlti]

I usually find no joy in reading uplifting or optimistic poetry, but I enjoyed this immensely. The repetition was portrayed fantastically, the pace was set precisely at your control, and the message was powerful and thought envoking. Also, this - You will see everything clearly, Yet see nothing at all, - is simply amazing. What a great line.

[KWP]

Hey Count, I find that rather intriguing that you find no joy in reading uplifting poetry, which makes me smile and enjoy the uniqueness at each being that roams the earth. Thank you for taking the time to read... it was a long one too ... we must beat at the same rhythm at least if you can read it in the same pace as myself ... :) thanks again xx

[CountNicholasAlti]

It was my pleasure! I am fascinated by this piece, is there a way I could subscribe to you or something so that I can be notified when you post? I'm kinda new here. I would like to continue reading your work

[A. Amos]

This one was highly needed to lift falling spirit, the one I always thought stood tall...words of yours is pure form of magic and help millions to wakeup their dying souls...

[KWP]

glad you enjoyed my friend ... love xx

[Justin]

that was awesome!!!! well put together!!!!

[KWP]

thanks Justin there are a few lines that are out of whack ... but hey I will revise one day xx

[Justin]

your weclome, sometimes whack lines make the writing even better

[KWP]

yes true very true

[Justin]

writing is an art that doesnt need to be perfect

[KWP]

same with people ;)

[Justin]

yup u are right kwp :) that is what makes life fun

[Frieda P]

Oh those self-containing jars can be cumbersome, you certainly are a free butterfly and dance to the beat of a different drummer. Quite like your analogy here....let's all pop our lids and shed those preconceived notions and become aware of who we really are. A nice read of finding our own authenticity.

[KWP]

thank you chick - the drummer is out by the fire now .... come on out I have marshmallows .... oh and we will all be naked soon too :)

[Frieda P]

Sounds like a plan to me! Got vodka or is it byob? ;-)

[KWP]

byob just in case :)