How little do we know of the inner workings of those whom we follow,
Was Issac Netwon just a man who saw an apple fall?
Of course, NOT!
But all we have are records, snippets from his life-
And I look at the contradiction that is mine,
And wonder what parts of his or everyone else’s aren’t ever going to be mined?
The prayers written as a source of support on a post by the ateist-
The festivals celebrated for family or for community by the agnostic
The feminist who wears sindoor because she likes it-
But behind closed doors stands up against patrairchy-
And all that’s left of them are the public events-
Some private entries on paper-
Yet, no matter what we try, can we truy capture
The human condition of being a being capable of contradictions,
Of nuance, of complexity,
Or do we reduce everyone in the end to a neat story?
Author’s Note: Just some thoughts I was dancing with this past week. An important reminder to balance self-preservation with kindness and community. You can read more of my work on our store, while we wait for our free online reading website, Muses_Saga to be restored.