Monday, September 26, 2016

The Remaining You

Someone knows the you that goes to bed early because you can’t talk.

Or the you that doesn’t stop talking when they’re excited.

I’m sure someone knows the you that stays up late because your head is too busy, no matter what you tell it to settle down.

There must be many, who know the you that you wish other people thought you were. And more that know the you that other people actually think you are.

And perhaps a few know you, at least, know the you that you think you are.

But only I know the you that’s left, when the rest of you has gone away.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is beautiful. It hit me square in the chest. Thank you.

Param Desai said...

The last line has me baffled. I am thinking that you are referring to the collapsing of awareness. If so I am thinking that it would not be individual knowing but collective. Need to ponder it more..or if you say something on this to light up

Param Desai said...

The last line has me baffled. I am thinking that you are referring to the collapsing of awareness. If so I am thinking that it would not be individual knowing but collective. Need to ponder it more.. or if you can help showing some more light

joozs said...

..those words..so true..thank you

olyvoyl said...

"But only I know the you that’s left, when the rest of you has gone away."

Everything else is chatter, nothing but a shell when the dust settles.

Anonymous said...

This one is different. Spiritual piece.

trinitygr89 said...

I keep reading you for quite some time now (maybe 5 years).
Thanks for being.