Reaching out

My physical defences were  tall towers and  fences,

Which I have still not outgrown,

And my mind is tethered with its superstitions

With cultural myths tie it down.

But I look at the night sky, and my thoughts stretch out far,

Across the light years to some far star

And I know then that I am part of the cosmos

And my mind can’t shrink back to what it once was.

But I still need to get rid of shibboleths that surround me

To be truly part of the Universe around me.

I think it’s really my soul that yearns to be free

While my mind is still obsessed with security!


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