Little left to say

Proverbs 23:12 

12 Apply your heart to instruction,
And your ears to words of knowledge.

 

Do I remember to?

 

Am I who I think I am or just someone passing by?

How much do I know of self and how much have I hidden?

Do I even remember all the if’s and why’s

that formed me in the past and now I call “good ridden”

 

Will I like what I find when I run into myself?

Will I like or dislike ... the character in the play

Will he play with my mind ... yes, this I know very well?

Will he fly me like a kite with little left to say?

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me

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