
Sometimes we hold on to a straw
We think it is our true home
And overlook that we are once again deceived
We stretch out our feelers everywhere only to discover the truth
And overlook that we are like a fish in water
Seeking the water, the ocean
We think we have found the truth
In the jungle fight of this world
Have a thousand irons in the fire
To make sure
That one of them is the truth
And overlook our own ignorance
We fearfully flee into thousands of directions
Losing the one direction
That leads us to the truth
Unconsciously patting ourselves on the back
What we do, think, and know
By mixing it all together
And fail to see that we are not true to ourselves
When we can let go of ourselves
Then the gate to the truth opens
The gate to our own Self…
DidiArtist, 24.11.2021
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