by Dr. Rick McGrath, Ph.D.
(Modesto)
THE IMAGE OF SELF.
I cast eyes upon my inner self
There I found my essence true
Casting eyes upon my outer self
There I found an emptiness too.
Our inward music is rarely heard
Yet we find the way to make dance
The outward music sounds heard
Creating a false circumstance.
In time the veil is pulled back
Inner and outer being converge
The essence of your presence back
Your real self will always emerge.
Written by Dr. Rick McGrath, Ph.D.
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