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The Lighthouse

"A man crying the blues is in reality bewailing his structural limitations and failures.  He is, of course, unconscious of this.  To him, his emotional response is a primary, independent condition." - Dr. Rolf


Lingering in an assumption 


Barely ever leads to progress 


Spiraling continuously 


We know the wrong way is endless 


 Perhaps, a different point of view 


Like a lighthouse, escorting sight 


Manifests where sea becomes shore 


Revealing waves with its bright light 


 A different point of view, perhaps 


So resistance slithers away 


Gives a challenge context, makes sense 


Of the pattern that's underway 


 Patterns perpetuate with time 


Shame's frozen in held gestures 


Energy, motions that are we 


Engage living architectures


 We cure our ailments, medicine 


Complete to live life free from pain 


Did anyone pause to question, 


What lurked before in the terrain?


 Lurking finds a new festering 


Sick, unsure of what may come 


Now we must heed the message 


The body’s ultimatum


 The lighthouse, unemotional 


A fixed monumental moment 


Captains choose land or become the 


Turbulent water's proponent

 
 
 

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