In Search of the Inimitable
Thomas Merton Brightman
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How little I will be
If I only remember

How long I will be
If I remain reluctant

How dark I will be
If confined to family cell without key

How sad and sick I will be
If I remain so angry

How naïve I will be
If I trust relatives to unlock quandary

How much can I be
If potential remains unrealized

If
I dare not
Probe the present
Pry the past

If
I do not risk
Entering woods dark
Trembling and resolute

In search of my inimitable self