Rearflection©

Sat, 11/09/2013 - 17:08 -- Gylin65

WE struggle through life, seeking and searching. Never looking at what is in front of us, always looking back. Never even asking ourselves  the questions of, " What have we left behind, that is so fascinating in the rear view mirror?" 

"Do we see a reflection" of oneself, or is this vision truly an identity that one denies to see in front of us"?

 

 What has us all so amazed by this PAIN that controls the center, of all emotion?

 This PAIN that aches our heart and takes us, to that point ,of "out of control;  that we drive head on, into the left lane.

 

 We have lost our path, the stage has disappeared .The journey has narrowed.   And we keep asking ourselves...........

"Who is this person in front of me that I do not even recognize?"

AND

 

"Where am I going?"

 

"Where have I been?"

 

 

written by

 

Darlene 

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