We like to think we see the soul,
but what we see is a flaming hole:
a burning mask of time on task
all coffee cup, no hidden flask
the smile that lies -- no lows all highs.
Who knows where ends the shrewd disguise?
For people with trust issues it’s even more difficult to discern. Clarissa Pinkola-Estes wrote a poem called, “The Wolf’s Eyelash” that talks about learning discernment.
For people with trust issues it’s even more difficult to discern. Clarissa Pinkola-Estes wrote a poem called, “The Wolf’s Eyelash” that talks about learning discernment.
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Thank you or sharing this poem that holds a lot of truth. We all wear our burning masks from time to time.
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Thanks
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Clever and concise!
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Thanks.
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