The man in the tree

He looks like me

Why does he keep climbing?

now I see he’s waving at me to join him

so I got off my duff and went up to meet him

I got close……and room was tight so he offered his hand to steady me

I settled in an he began:

“You are me…..and I am you

put you rarely come up to see me

I am your “ higher self”…… the one you don’t believe in

You keep yourself down because succeeding scares you

so if you want to see what I see…..it’s not up to me

it’s up to you to aspire to be that man…..  your “higher self” an pay tribute to your maker by pushing the bottom on the highest floor and don’t get off until you reach it……

the door is open to your “higher self”

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