SELF LOVE

SELF LOVE I finally emerged from my hypnotic state When I’d been scribbling notes to myself Back in the room was quite a shock to me Being both in and out of a kind of fantasy Yet I do recall doubting my mental health But then saw just what I was told to create A letter to myself written in my own hand Expressing a kind of love or so it appeared A long list of all my otherwise hidden traits If conscious, it may have tempted the fates But that analysis seemed to be multi-tiered And surprising for me, hard to understand In summary, it said I wasn’t so bad after all Yet some details were embarrassing in a way A dream state suggestive of insights so deep That I’d worry in future of my falling asleep But some aspects of myself had parts to play And that sooner or later had to heed the call Since then, I have thought much about that Is it better OK, rather than at the extremes With my true self, I think I’d get along fine Despite the temptation to step over the line But of every version of me I’d see in dreams Would I merely smile and even doff my hat