Wayward road
I’ve set the course
For hearth and friends
Who knew me well
‘Fore all that changed
In the lands beyond
Our common sense
But changed have I
Beyond a scope
I can explain
No people of
This world the same
Yet all alike
In ways I’ve seen
Which never learned
From books or schools
But only when
I took the road
And spanned the gap
In time and place
To meet them in
The worlds they’ve made
Sat at their hearth
And listened, then
Leave my wisdom
All I know
Let their insight
Have the flow
Learn from them
No teacher I
A student of
Their gracious life
Inspired by
Their beauty keen
Now homeward bound
Imbued with grace
And love profound
I wonder if
My family
Will recognize
The man returned
Or if my change
Perceptible
Unless we talk
Politics and
Philosophy
Perhaps just this
I’m less a judge
More filled with love
Don’t like divides
Learned to forgive
Where once I saw
Just differences
The Georgia Straight
From the Queen of Cowichan
BC Ferries, Nanaimo to Horseshoe Bay
British Columbia, Canada
Taken during travels, 2017
No, I think it’s safer to say this represents its very own option:
- Being Transformed
With no small to the many definitions of “being”.
Another hmmmm… Transformation just happens to be WordPress’ Weekly Photo Challenge this week.
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