look back across the green and see myself,
then I would be
some distance from the false self that is me.
What part of me would go and sit there?
What part of me would be left over here?
Would we gaze at each other, my false self and I?
The me that is there is far more trusting,
far more at peace, freer, calmer, more aligned with God’s purposes,
less fearful, less angry and judgmental,
and okay with the reality that not everyone sees the world as I do
(nor do they have to).
Yes, no doubt, the view from that bench would do me and all who know me
a world of good.