Soul Parole
I am resolved
to ask tough questions
about those many things
I don't like to acknowledge,
and would rather pretend
don't actually exist.
But now I've been awakened
by the hungry cries of my soul
desperately calling out to me
from behind the prison walls
imposed by my anxious mind.
I only wanted to create order
in this overwhelming world,
and naively hoped to become
more than one life can ever be.
How slowly I've learned
being open is a beginning,
and being human is enough.
Liberating my soul once withering
at the very center of my being
has changed absolutely everything.
“What a liberation to realize that
the ‘voice in my head’ is not who I am.
’Who am I, then?’ The one who sees that.”
This poem was originally shared as part of Brian’s Daily Poems on August 28, 2020.
