Why do I feel I keep a secret from myself,
As if some part of me hides my greater good!
Is there a lock folded in my true essence
For which I may, or may not, hold a key?

But if I could but eat the proper food?
Maybe some apple forbidden me to know?
Would my whole self open to myself?
And would my heart and consciousness grow
Into the thing that I am destined for ?

The giant could arise within the dwarf,
And I could suddenly see the hidden things,
And even watch to see the scales fall off
My blurry eyes. Is there a magic prayer?
Or maybe just a pill that I could take?
How can I deceive myself with
A surprise ending to my own dream,
And then awake?

-jenn