Stepping out of the dark wood
where dappled fronds hide
tucked away between falls and rock
……………………………………………………
Stepping into meadow rich
green and flowers
butterflies and birds
A gurgling stream somewhere
near the pond with sunning rock
………………………………………………….
Thus, begins an inner journey…
All the souls upon the earth
We each are on our journey home
We tug and pull, laugh and cry
Together, we dance on our own
Tell me your story
I’ll tell you mine
Upon our journey
let’s all have a good time
As the old man
looked at the “problem”
once again with the eyes of a child
All of creation
circled around
to facilitate
the moment’s miracle
• • •
The elder instills wisdom
Still within
even as the busy mind
monkeys around with knowledge
Push and tug
up and down
Sometimes the journey
is not all about sound
Keeping the centered feeling
where it can be found
We sing in joyousness
we dance barefoot on the ground
‘Round and ‘round in circles
whether in country or town
Our souls just playing
They/ we just keep playing…
