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Introspection

Introspection The Great Bear looked inward. Feeling a vast space, within. He felt that he would walk alone, A mistake as to really do this He became aware of nothing. Nothing clung to him like a bad odour, Feeding off of his own self That could not cope with the space, Left by the loss of contact with others. It hurt him, oh how it hurt, To not feel the presence Of other beings on his soul It was good to be able to feel To experience the utter desolation Pervading to his projected limits. To be able to feel this and still know That this state was self-inflicted As a choice to experience It made it easier for him to feel. Wait he thought as a cold touched him, What of those who felt this way Not knowing of an end to this state He shuddered to his very soul; Without a doubt, the end of all things. To have, to truly walk alone. Here he was being so stupid, To think that he could even want, To experience this being so alone. Letting him realise, that it was not good. To dwell on such bleak things, Then I will talk of the inner light That emanates from the soul. There was a light that pushed out There from his very being as a guide There it was the very heart of him, Glowing as it had for all his days, Memories of others attached to its glow, Bringing love, to his very inner self. No way could he walk alone. Fixed into this existence As for all time there he was, It pleased him to feel so, The two states were alike Chalk to cheese in their separation. This something he could lean on. The same he could ask the earth of, Knowing that it would be given Not always though, that he could see How it had been given, at the time. But usually if he asked for the earth, He would realise that he had it already. It would open his eyes knowing, That even sometimes a little later. Something would show him the way. The Great Bear thought on the things That he had learned from these two states. Then with his usual inward smile, Agreeing with his own soul, That to be with someone in the light Was the only place, to be. He turned and walked toward the rising sun.

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