The Cork Poem by King Happy
The Cork
We are mostly raised
thinking that we are
incomplete;
that there is something
missing.
You are whole
and
you have always been
whole.
As time went on,
It appeared they
took a slice
or two,
so you simply
stopped seeing it.
But you are
whole,
and you have always been
whole.
They never
took
a crumb.
Thursday, January 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: meditation,reflection,uplifting
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