Know Who You Are

Is this a possibility... in Knowing Who We Are, do you think we should take the time to understand others, before investing in our own?

Understanding who we are?

As a young child I was faced with many circumstances which stretched ‘who I was’ at an age when baseball, snowballs and candy should have consumed me.

 

How are we to assist, teach or even lend a hand to another or for that matter given the right when we truly do not understand who we are?

Do we lend an ear?  Or just keep Talking?

Understanding Who We Are, could this expose us for who we truly are?

 

The future moves into the past…

 

 

Know Who You Are

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Facing our Fears – Is all, but a mirror image

One we refuse to see - one we refuse to acknowledge?

 

I claim no acceptance in fostering appreciation

Encompassing emotions, other than my own

Elapsed time, this I can-not proclaim.

 

Guilty I am… Immersing ‘my being’ in the past

The lifting of boundaries (through Love and Understanding)

Offered in abundance… “This eludes me.”

 

Where have we lost such pluralisms in life?

Why do we wish to ex-change the reflections of who we are?

 

Without values we have no foundation

Our future should not, and must not, be transmogrified

(Because of our past)

 

Eyes of first impressions lost in judgment

Casting of shadows, tossing blame

Why must we quench our thirst from the well of hatred?

Who are we to judge without knowledge, or out of fear?

  

Thoughts become nothing more than reflections

History will - recall voices within our diverse past

 

When we really speak the words ‘Thank You’ ‘I Love You’ ‘I ‘Appreciate You’ ‘I am Truly Sorry’ are they really filled with the meanings they deserve?

A message conveyed or perhaps ‘lesson to be learned’

 

Looking back – moving forward

Beyond Cognition, reflections now dissolved

 Image of another becomes clear

I must vanish to…

Know Who {You} Are…

  

© 2007 Legacy

Reviews

[Bailey Ann]

Wow, it leaves me thinking of a lot of questions I have to ask myself. And you're right, why are we still so teribly prejudice, always angry and upset over the silliest little things. And I totally agree with Demyra there that sometimes we say things like I love you without even thinking it. I know I do it all the time, mostly to friends and family but I say it so that, should anything ( Goddess Forbid) happen to either of us, they know that they were loved.

[Robyn C. Bennett]

What a message. I read it and feel the need to ask myself many questions, some I'm surprised by my own answers. Kudos to you on this piece, it is well thought and well written, I really enjoyed it.

[RHP]

Just curious why the long explanation of your poem, which stands for itself and needs no explanation? Might need a dictionary but that is good. Poems should make me think and expand my understanding of words, of language. Was this originally prose that you decided to format into a poetic structure? Very interesting nonetheless.

[I'm his Muse]

I call your version of disappearing "dying to self". When we do that, and that is a tough one to go through, but when we do it, so much opens up for and to us. When 'self' gets in the way, we only see the environmental things that make our personal space so cluttered and then we cannot hear our spirits calling. When in meditation, we can be still and HEAR! Being quiet doesn't mean that we don't HEAR, in fact just the opposite, we hear more. I hope you get what I'm saying here.

It's so important that we take the time to 'listen' to our inner spaces.

[Nicole A. Stephans]

Very insightful and thought provoking. I think this is something that pertains to veryone.
The last two lines of the third to last stanza I completely agree with. When we say "I love you", "I appreciate you" and so forth...do we always mean them? As humans, we can't help take people and things for granted...

[tinhearts~]

i can feel the necessity to feel this message in your tone. very rich heartfelt words to swallow as i agree totally. i believe as my life has been opened up to the answers of my heart, this is all the truth in life that is mostly missed and uninterpreted by many, sadly.
i enjoy this firm belief. to write about what really matters is what i am interested in reading more of.
thank you for invitng me~
love, carol

[J.Sinclair (Morrow)]

This touches on subjects I think about a lot. I really think that they problems with all relationships gone wrong begins with an individual who will not look into their own mirror. Thank you for sharing this. It says something so important.

[Zelligg]

Both pieces sound like pleas to me. Almost TOO well-expressed in that their poignancy reaches me and I suspect many others in that deep wound, unhealed, for which we might feel guilty for not having done whatever we imagine must be done to heal wounds impregnated with the mysterious energy of another, the one who inflicted them. And they can't heal; these are the "wounders" after all, right?

I like the visual effects of your use of punctuation, size of fonts, leaps from impression to apprehension, that painful bumpy ride.

My thoughts on content: this wound will never heal and you can't heal it. You can, however, focus on life and light and accepting what you like and rejecting unwanted which you couldn't do when the wound was inflicted. Let your wonder be for the planet, for others, for how (something) works, for fixing, for knowing how it was broken; in this way you become who you are and much greater in proportion to the wound, making it ever easier to tolerate. When you are wondering who you are or trying to create yourself to fit some preconditioning, you are not becoming, becoming more. You travel from that instant of the present to the past, the stuck. Watch and enjoy what is in light, the future expanding before you, your yellow brick road.

please disregard if you wish since this is all none of my business! the light eminating from your poems attracts me, my light, my outward extension of a present tense self to be with you in this experience.

[Marlton]

Good stuff. Walt Whitman came to mind and the the whole being vast and containing contradictions view of the self.

[Chilson, Joshua]

Took me awhile to get to this, but I really like this poem, it's strong by words and powerful with emotion. Keep up the writing, I enjoyed this one.

[JoSamarthi]

Powerfully stated what each of us go through, the questions we ask ourselves, the answers to which we have never had the chance to discover because we are forever busy trying to please others. Are we really who we think we are? Or is it just a facade?