Colourful Psychedelic Spiral by spotty
They talk of it as a journey,
A slow walk in a direction.
They say that it’s like travelling
In new landscape and tough terrain
But it is a cyclical spiral.
It’s seen as a pilgrimage,
A slow exploring along a way.
It’s said to be like moving
Through stages and five phases
But it is not as linear as that.
From denial to acceptance
Step by step they advise.
Complete the level before progressing
To voyage towards ‘ok’.
It just doesn’t work like that.
They talk you through the journey
Directing you through unknown.
They say you’ll need help travelling
In the new, tough chapter of your life.
I think I’ve been here before.
I am a pilgrim in foreign lands,
Slow in the new things as I go.
I move through each day…
What stage am I at?
I thought I’d dealt with that.
I still don’t believe it’s happened
Don’t ******* give me advice!
If you could help me to progress on
I’ll give you anything I can…
It just doesn’t work like that.
Orientation.
Disorientation.
Reorientation.
Disorientation
And around we go.
It is indeed a journey,
A slow walk round the truth.
It is just like travelling
Into a new life and out of the old;
A cyclical spiral.
I am a constant pilgrim now
Following slowly the Way.
He’s moving stuff inside of me,
Readjusting what is there;
It’s a messy job.
He works with deniers
And challenges accepters too,
He has all eternity to complete me
And make me treasure out of dust.
That’s how it works.
Written on Sunday 29th July 2018.