Self-discovery.
Self-worth.
Self-love.
Platitudes smeared across stock photos.
Modern sages of ancient wisdom,
Bombastic prophets paving stairways to heaven
Preach a gentle sermon of introspection and isms,
Lay down the laws of eternal life.
Yet there's gospel in truth, teased by a quiet irony:
A quest for self in pursuit of others.
Their laughing eyes, their burning tears,
Their singing souls, their wounded hearts.
If the world knew the truth, it would end with a maze.
The souls of the lost and the damned and the weary,
Each of us,
Searching not for meaning,
But each other.
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