Tag: path

  • Poem – This Unknown Path They Created

    (1) The march from across the fields and sea signals it is time. Are they peering across the empty space and watching events unfold? Are they among us now and with every move and change are the unseen influence? And whose path do they desire us to follow? (2) I walk across the field and…

  • Poem – The Way Forward

    Path through the moonlit forest. Shadows follow like thoughts. Trees fold in half after I pass and where I came from disappears. The way forward continues as the moon is consumed by dewdrops clinging to each fern and ends in the lantern lit field.

  • Poem – Voices Will Be Heard

    How best to move forward from now? While acceptance is difficult, perhaps going against what we identify ourselves as, what do we do from here? Moments and actions not only define us as a nation, but as individuals. The fog will clear and voices will be heard.

  • Poem – Obstacles

    A river with no bridge. A road with no direction. A forest with no path. A mountain with no steps. What obstacles stand in your way?

  • Poem – Ready for the Truth

    (1) Return to the pine forest thinly snow coated. In this silence broken only by raven calls we have to be comfortable with ourselves in the midst of nature. I wander the hard trails lined with dried needles and attempt to let go of all thoughts and concerns, even the direction I am heading. (2)…

  • Time’s Plan

    Another year on the calendar has passed and we celebrate. A celebration of accomplishments and of moving beyond events and moments we wish to forget and gain distance between. But time has a plan for us. In the day-to-day scheme of life and the normal cycle, time is always moving forward. Ticking away at the…

  • Nature – Land, a Fall Perspective

    Evening approaches the valley shielded under the canopy of oak. The colors change from green began a week ago and today the carpet has become red. A southerly wind rattles the dense forest, shaking loose leaves and small branches. Other than nature it is quiet and calm. I come here for the quiet and calm.…

  • Poem – Destination

    The path through the heavy pine and white fog will become the destination you choose.

  • Poem – Birth

    In the beginning we come into this space as innocent beings fumbling around the empty fields stretching forever. We stare in wonder and with amazement as to the endless possibilities and the control we have of our life. Then something changes and the field begins to fill with objects and obstacles and where there was…

  • Poem – Return

    In the end, when this life becomes the next, we become the raw materials returned to earth only to rise and become the flowers of tomorrow.