A poem about Carl Jung ?

 ### In the Depths of the Psyche


In shadows deep where secrets dwell,  

Carl Jung wandered, weaving a spell.  

With eyes that pierced the veil of night,  

He sought the truths that hide from sight.


The psyche, a realm both vast and wide,  

Where dreams and fears in silence bide.  

Archetypes danced in the twilight glow,  

Whispers of wisdom that ebb and flow.


The shadow loomed, a silent guest,  

In every heart, a hidden quest.  

To face the dark, to embrace the whole,  

A journey inward, the path to the soul.


With symbols rich, he charted the skies,  

Mapping the depths where the unconscious lies.  

The collective dream, a tapestry spun,  

Threads of our being, all woven as one.


In the labyrinth of thought, he lit a flame,  

A guide for seekers, a beacon of name.  

For in our depths, we find our way,  

Through the night, to the break of day.


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more background on this poem at :


https://intensejourneysai.blogspot.com/

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