inside Looking Out

a true soul reflection

learning to unlearn

caught a glimpse of divinity

constantly re-introducing myself to myself

morphing from vampire to human

reflection flickering

fading

back to the future

in order to see me

i must look at me

to be me 

i must know me

i am

i always was

my eyes have been dishonest.

taught to view life

from the outside looking in.

NONSENSE!

i was poured into this frame

God is to me

like ocean to sea

shores of flesh

embody power

the Mediterranean sea

doesn't spend it's existence

searching for the Atlantic Ocean

They are one in the same

i was made in God's image

i flow like God

i am peace like God

i am power like peace

how dare i ask to be forgiven for it?

The spirit is

The spirit always was

This body has to know it

come to a wholelistic agreement

between reality and illusion.

the building block of faith is doubt

the need to believe is blinding

soul binding

old doctrines resurrect the second

i get a good look at myself.

i want to get out of my mind

spending time in places 

where flesh is not allowed.

possess my body purposefully

and learn to live from the inside looking out

Copyright 2010 Shelly Bell

Reviews

[raining]

pursue the resurrection of the mind, i like that you wish to spend time in places outside of flesh,dare to say things, very good writing, the poem has a lot in it, a very strong thoughtful poem

keep on writing....raining