Your Ferrari

 

When you climb into your Ferrari

Or whatever your ride might be,

Do you fire up the engine

Say this is really me,

Or are you just the person

In the seat behind the wheel,

What about your body

How’s the way you feel,

Are you the physical being

Or the soul that rides inside,

Maybe like the matryoshka

How many do we hide.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

 

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