On the Curious Paradox of Being Seen



On the Curious Paradox of Being Seen

(from Within My Illusions)


Contradiction

It’s curious I feel

the simultaneous desire to be seen

and the fear of being

visible.


Impermanence

I am constantly changing.

Even now as you turn your gaze

and your eyes meet mine,

I will shift in ways both

imperceptible and

profound.


Complexity

I am as vast as the ocean,

as intricate as the shore.

I can spread my wings to envelope the Earth

and burrow into depths

you didn't even know

existed.


Judgment

You may admire too much

the charming iridescence of a seashell,

and forget that the other side

is pointed and rough.

Or worse, you might be tempted

to regard one side as

superior.


Reflection

You can only see me though your self.

And in looking back at you,

I must see my own likeness.

I thus become like the illusion

created by parallel mirrors,

receding into

infinity.


Truth

I will disappoint you.

We will disappoint each other.

So could we abandon expectations,

Let them fall by the wayside

like psychic road kill?

Who knows–we just might surprise

one another.