Bleed

Bleeding Heart

Bleeding Heart (Photo credit: dog.happy.art)

Whispering ego
Speaking its need
Self-justification
Hiding its greed
Will our pure will
Ever be freed
From all the places
Our true selves bleed?

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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11 Responses to Bleed

  1. Brian Hughes's avatar Brian Hughes says:

    My ego doesn’t whisper. It jumps up and down and shouts at me in a silly, high-pitched voice.

  2. And…. what about those parts of the ego that evades us? hmmmmm…..
    Food for thought Sis 😉

  3. well penned.
    Have a great new month.

  4. sigh….on a journey to find my true self……I loved this, Sis!

  5. lala1966's avatar lala1966 says:

    Oh no! the ego! Great poem once again xx

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