Our person is merely an effigy, a model made of thoughts, beliefs, memories, likes and dislikes. The light of awareness reveals and removes the ignorance that persists when investigating what we are. The fire of Truth burns ONLY what you are not.

The scarecrow
called ME
is dry and dusty
having been baked
in the sun
of Awareness.

Beliefs like straw
fuel the fire of Truth
which ignites
all that is not true,
immolation of
an effigy.

Flames hungry
for ignorance
consume the false
leaving behind only
an awareness of ashes,
scattered by the wind.