In the forest enchanted live many green elves
Who keeps changing their image with each passing wave
And the mask of identity common to all
Doesn’t fit uniformly. Some citizens fall
In a tough category, therefore they behave
As if they have no knowledge of their higher selves.
The green elf is the ego. They are all the same.
All do well when they’re healthy, and self-expression
Makes the world not so boring, but entertaining.
Yet the ego deficient in kindness will bring
Only negative drama. The situation
Of the human condition does not have a name.
Not only humans have egos; nations do too
As well as any group with a common mission.
Every creature in the forest has an ego.
We decide on which colors will be best to show
So that our hopes and dreams will come to fruition.
Logical are the reasons we do what we do.
It does not take possession, as some people fear.
It is not of the spirit but of the body.
The ego is a tool that is used for a while.
Separate from the true self, it can be hostile
But it can’t decide by itself how we’re to be.
We have much to acquaint ourselves with while we’re here.