Tuesday, May 25, 2010

A Dialogue Of Departure

You asked me to explain myself
But that can't progress
Unless we can listen to what isn't said
And see past what's written
Those clever little meaning traps, still fresh in our eyes
To go beyond everything, including ourselves
And maybe just try
To be what we are inside
Those children we can still hear
Under layers of age and acceptance
Because I think it's important not just to know
But also to feel
What can't be transferred in these dialogues
Like eyes open, minds free
And the simple human subject
Of maybe you and maybe me

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