A deeper understanding that is always in the shallows
in the naming and under the bed swept away with the dust
A deepening feeling that you must abide and yet screams
are heard deep inside from somewhere, someone
A lost time, a lost cause the self that you put aside
and dismissed looking for a deeper meaning
in the shallow minded story teller's worlds
deep with promise of exploding forth wisdom and insight
but it was just the everyday deep that can't be belittled
unless it's convenient for the leadership to deeply disgrace
one who sees through, and hears and names who
was lost and listens for them in the wind, digs into the soil
and hears in the silent deep
the deepening suspicion that you can see it
but you can't think it and you can hear it
but you can't remember it
and you certainly can't interfere or save anyone
they won't hear you or look
the deepening chasm between those who look
for a return to the outer and want to go back
on those ever deepening commitments
they turned from promise into a deep distrust
for yourself
and really that is because you were overwritten
with the persona that another grew
you fertilized it as it took roots
but deep inside you didn't know if this would really grow
from you our would it consume you
would it rend memories and spirogyra them into
compartmentalized clusters of snubbed negativity
Alone you came and alone you took the bus
and the train, the plane to broaden the distance
and climb out of the deep and someone was half way down
you had been going deeper and left your best self
waiting and wondering, yelling for you
was it your inner truth, child - your ancestors and family
was it your regrets and despondency at the short time
you had given yourself to progress through to the deepest
or was it just a song of deepening and in the shallows
you looked where you were never going to really find
yourself or your unself, or your contentment.
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