You and I
Will suffer through terrible abuse
To our inner child,
Our spiritual psyche, our real self
If we fail to find release
From our own negative perceptions,
Unless we truly desire to escape from emotional prisons
Of self judgments, unrelenting
Critical eye of condemnation,
Corrupted by estimations of ourselves
Based on unrealistic societal standards.
We learn generous forgiveness for those
Who violate us but never learn
To forgive ourselves and be healed
Of self-violation.
I can really relate to this one Uriah. Very moving. Sincerely, Mary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You arrived here about the same time as moi Uriah, way back when. You have always had a handle on my soul. A deep write, I do hope we find a way one day. Smiling at you, Tai