Magnets
In my dreams, I turn and turn
Trying to catch a glimpse of myself
I know I am there, just out of reach
My eyes repelled to the sight
Like two magnets opposing one another
For a second, I will myself through
Only to recoil in a momentary panic
The nakedness unbearable
Receding into the unspoken
Indescribable and forgotten
But the dreams keep coming
Hinting of the impenetrable
Perplexing me with the feeling
That I am missing something
Beyond a foggy veil, a mental cataract
The mother turns her gaze away
As if she could wish it all to be well
The child learns through what is not said
Yearning for more, feeling with fingertips
That force, like magnets
Pushing away from the truth
Embrace the Paradox 