There is no refuge, finally, from ourselves.
Until we confront ourselves in the eyes and hearts of others,
We are running.
Until we suffer to share our secrets,
We will have no safety from them;
Afraid to be known.
We will know neither ourselves
Nor any others;
We will be alone.
Where else, but our common grounds, can we find such mirrors?
Here
We can appear clearly to ourselves. Not as the giants of our dreams nor
As the dwarfs of our fears;
But as human beings!
A part of the whole;
With a share in its purpose;
Where we can each take root and grow.
Not alone anymore as in death,
But alive to ourselves and to others...
Welcome To Our World
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