beyond the comparative truth

 

soul searching, 

beyond the format of comparative truth

yet feel trampled by the sensory obvious,

but probing for the subtlety 

of approaching serene,

inwardly discerning for the artisan feel

rather than the satisfaction 

of a jealousy purchase,

being enchanted by eccentricity's appeal

rather than accepting 

popularity's pronouncement.

there is the want for yearning's assent

rather than a brazen bucket-list 

checked-off,

deep down searching for reflections 

that reveal

rather than images presenting as approval,

to live for a journey of insightful exposure

rather than travel that excites the norm,

the want to live for the intrigue 

of inward earnestness

rather than for the crowd appeal 

that celebrates,

to explore inwardly, 

for the simplicity of spirit

rather than sightsee the world 

for the experience.

there is a want for inner wisdom retained

rather than outer knowledge to expound,

to become the bareness of absolute presence

rather then the sophisticate 

of society's calling.

give me my emotions, heartfelt ascending

rather than the manifestation 

of worldly reward.

I would have rather lived 

my love alive

than loved the alive 

that I lived . . .