Within the Labyrinth
I cast my eyes deep down Inside of myself;
I stayed there for hours.
Labyrinthine corridors, I walked with apprehension;
believing my inner child might try to defend itself.
I entered; not to change her but, to help her heal.
Both of us facing the past together; I felt, was best.
Individuation is a process, not to be taken lightly;
with each successful communing; wisdom is achieved.
Moving forward, we stand strong;
moving forward, we face the past;
moving forward, we conquer fears;
moving forward, we achieve.
To the inner child, we look like the other cruel adults.
To convince otherwise;
we must perform our own soul surgery with,
psychological anesthesia.
Too little administered, she walks away;
too much, she is defensive.
Like every other yin/yang in life;
middle ground is a meal for everyone to,
eat in peace and harmony.
I went inside with my tool box;
Curious inner child and I built a bridge together;
Everyone enjoyed the reunion.
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