But yes, it is true,
Pursue you.
Pursue knowing you,
Being comfortable in you,
But do not, for one moment, think you will stop.
It is a never-ending journey.
You will wake up some mornings and wish you knew yourself afresh.
You are a journey.
You will slip.
You will fall.
You will climb.
You will fly.
You will break bones.
You will mend them again.
You will heal.
This is the pursuit, you see,
Of being yourself.
Being is continuous.
So never for one moment think you have fully grasped,
In a moment of time,
An entire complex self,
You.
Ever growing,
You.
Ever changing,
You.
Being.
You.
