Autobiography In Five Short Chapters
(attributed to Portia Nelson – From: Sogyal Rinpoche,
The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying)
Chapter I
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost … I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.
Chapter II
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in the same place
but, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter III
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in … it’s a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
Chapter IV
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it there.
I carefully walk around it.
Chapter V
I walk down another street.
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i like that poem, thanks for saring it
Thank You,
Not only is it a great poem but oh so very true.
Bye for Now
Love
Kashonia
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