Papier-mâché
One day you might find the truth
you have consistently failed to live up to
is not the truth at all; the paradigm
allotted to you, your world and self view,
the bringer of such recurring misery,
is merely a construct of sticks and stems,
water-based glue and papier-mâché.
One day you might find that the celebrated elite
have led you so far from the mark,
so determinedly trekking in the wrong direction,
that the only heart-fitting course remaining for you
is to stop where you are; to be irrevocably left behind.
O child of God, get lost enough to find that Meher
has long ago taken you by the hand.
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