Find Your True Self

We have been robbed of the basic, hands on experience of life. We do not till the soil for survival We do not meet to erect a new barn We do not wallow in birth, messy and aromatic with the scents of new life, new blood, old sweat. Too clean Too technological Too far from our true selves We shield the child from the perception of harshness, from wakes and funerals and bad news To see the world for what it is To see the man for who he is To see the woman for who she is Refreshing, to have sight, real sight Find your true self Believe in it Let it run wild through the mud, dirt, trees, winds and grass Let it be free.