<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424308" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Walking through Myself</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i walk through myself<br>the stripe glass ferns <br>that jut out like blades<br>cut me in so many ways<br>the cakes, the chickens, <br>the birds in the trees that chirp, <br>tinkle the piano of my heart<br>calming my fractured nerves<br>i walk through myself<br>the insects, crickets that shrill<br>echo my emptiness, the universe<br>i walk through myself<br>to discover that what i see<br>what all homo sapiens say i see<br>are not what i see <br>but a part of myself<br>logged in the world<br>what i see in the mirror<br>in the field, in the river, the sky<br>are myself unlimited <br>and the stars, the moons, the planets <br>far far away, they are in me <br>waiting to be explored<br>as i close my eye<br>a blackhole boundless as i am<br>i walk through myself<br>to find myself in the dark<br>looking at myself in the trees, the fish, <br>anything that i dont see <br>reveals another's existence<br>oh god, give me that dimension too<br>you are hiding from us<br>in the light, in the dark<br>right in front of our eyes<br>so many things we see<br>through your sights<br>teaching me about my own identity <br>this body a sensory bundle to see myself<br>the real me lying everywhere</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424308" data-title="Walking through Myself de John Tiong Chunghoo" data-description="i walk through myself the stripe glass ferns that jut out like blades cut me in so many ways the cakes, the chickens, the birds in the trees that chirp, tinkle the piano of my heart calming my fractured nerves i walk through myself the insects,..."></div> </div> </div>

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