UNLEARNING - A POEM

UNLEARNING

I Believe It Was Picasso Who Said

We Were ALL Born Creative

Immediately Learning How NOT

To Be That Way

Much Of Life

Distracts Us

From The Very Process

That Helps Us

Many Of Us Feel We

Are NOT Naturally Creative

We Go Along, We Go Along

Doing That And This And This And That

Until That Special Day When

An Epiphany Of Sorts

Kicks-in

It Has The Earmarks Of,

''What Have I Been Thinking

Up Until Now?''

''Did I Really Believe In

The Easter Bunny?''

We Learn Many Things That

Distract Us From What
Is Real

But, After The Epiphany

The Value Of Everything

Takes On A Different Importance

The Order Becomes Different

We NOW Allow Ourselves To See

We NOW Allow Ourselves To Feel

Without The Distraction Of

What We've Been Told Or Taught

Unlearning Has Simplicity

As Its Goal

And Sloughs Off

The Unnecessary

We Are Almost Back To

Where We Started

But, More Aware

Somehow

As Pristine And Naked As A

Baby's Butt

Ah! The Lunch Bell!

 Peanut Butter + Jelly Time!