Know Not Me

28 May

You brought me forth into this world

With pain and joy which mingled

Like blood and water eventually the cord

Was cut, now separated and singled

You raised and fed and taught me all

The lessons that life had shown thee

Behind the flesh my spirit withdraw

It’s clear you know not me


On an alter you stood and called me forth

From worlds of darkness so cold with pain

I drank from the bucket, ate from the trough

Taught to withstand fire, earthquake and rain

Your articulated voice echoed at night

The rights and wrongs tossed by the sea

When darkness in me you see not quite

It’s clear you know not me


We walked and journeyed side by side

The waking moments of life we shared

Distanced like stars and close astride

For the woes of life our past us prepared

Smashed as one like waves in the ocean

In streams or mirrors, you I always see

Although you gaze on me with devotion

It’s clear that you know not me


You brought me forth into this world

You stood on the alter and called me forth

Inseparable, we are sealed by blood

With one body Spirit mind and thought

You created and into me breathed life

You captain my ship commanding destiny

You quieten all wrath and inner strife

It’s clear only You know me

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3 Responses to “Know Not Me”

  1. Atticus May 29, 2010 at 4:55 pm #

    A deeply introspective reflection on the journey of life, from birth to childhood, adolescence to maturity.

    What I gather from the well-weaved poetry is that, despite our affinity and kinship with family, loved ones, friends and much do they TRULY know us? Knowing someone consists not just on the physical and emotional level but also on the innermost core of their existence.

    For those of faith and spiritual roots, this unfathomable aspect of our being is understood in its entirety only by God the Creator Himself. And when one seeks and finds Him, it’s a boundless source of comfort and solace.

    • Sentinel May 29, 2010 at 11:11 pm #

      I think you’ve summarised it very well there Atticus.

  2. Nez May 30, 2010 at 6:40 pm #

    Hi! I can relate to this poem. I too share your view with the levels of “knowing” someone. We share ourselves with many people in life and share different parts of ourselves. Being divided in that way makes it clear that people tend to know you on various levels. There is only 1 that TRULY knows ALL of you…in and out, physically, emotionally, and spiritually…a close second would be your husband/wife/significant other (for those blessed to have one)…

    Thanks for sharing!


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