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Mar 2013
You must begin to understand
that you are not something you can discover,
like some unknown land.

You do not carry any hidden caves
in which you have yet to explore.

You do not contain any quarries
holding secret riches waiting for you to obtain.

You roam blindly around in circles
trying to decipher symbols in the Earth
that you already know.

You are not something you can discover.
You are not unknown.

You search for pathways around the mountain’s base
and fail to realize they do not exist.

You fail to see that that time was a waste
that you could have spent on climbing
those mountains instead.

You are not something you can discover.
There is nothing you do not already
know.

These things you search for,
they’re already written in your skies
and along your valleys.

These answers
you are desperate for, lie right beneath
your nose, in front of your very eyes.

Those hidden caves that you believe to be
unexplored, have been your home
all along,

and those riches that you so strongly
long for, are already well within
your grasp.

You are not something you can discover.
You are not something that can be found.

Because,
you are not something
that is
lost.
Alice Vaughan
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Alice Vaughan
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   Elliot and Alice Kay
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