Identity – Indecision – Change

Poem by Bruno

“Walk back in time and talk it through,

And check and see which parts are you.

Familiar trap, chosen release

We pick close to what gives us peace.  

Pulled off by others’ desperate vision,

We get caught in indecision-

Make a life, create the best, 

Yet still not manage to find rest.  

Still hearing echoes of your voice.

I went with you, but not by choice,

You tried to do your best for me; 

Colored my hair; along the way.

You shaped my destiny

How much more can I know 

About my soul

By seeing whence I come?

A story written in the light may have a different name.”

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