The temple of my inner self
is quenched for all that in hope is felt,
and sustained I am by lingering truths,
that keep me buoyant amid the ruse:
the lies that we tell ourselves,
the fears that hold us back,
when truth is known within us deep,
if we delve enough to tap.
The answers lay dormant,
often misconstrued in disbelief,
yet they remain in tact, at our disposal,
to recognize and reap,
if only we could trust ourselves,
the gleaned knowledge that lies within,
would deliver us to freedom,
and release us from our sin.
For the sin only remains sin
when it is not forgiven,
as forgiveness transcends purpose:
a mistake from which we learn,
and in facing truth we grow in light,
our soul uplifted in return,
and our perspective changes, rearranges,
so we may better discern our paths.
My temple of secrets is emptying,
as life cleanses the past still held,
and eventually I will forgive myself,
for all I have caused in harm,
and in penance I seek awareness,
a sharing of my life in calm surrender,
so I can accept my mistakes completely,
and in truth cease to pretend.
The temple of my inner self is brimming,
filled with truths and secrets no longer held,
a foundation for a better future,
my path of freedom to meld
with every aspect of my life,
shared and scrutinized for my learning,
for the thoughts that carry me
to a future worth having.
The answers are always within us,
always ready to be recognized,
and seeking out in the world rarely finds
the truths we so need revised,
for all culminates from within,
each thought and action, each giving, each sin,
the core of us in living,
where truth has always been.
Tony DeLorger © 2018