Confined egress
Narrow field of view
Yield to oncoming traffic
Move ahead
Nonetheless
Patience and tenacity
Against the grain
Of resistance
Light beyond
Illumines new roads
Suggests possibilities
Confined egress
Narrow field of view
Yield to oncoming traffic
Move ahead
Nonetheless
Patience and tenacity
Against the grain
Of resistance
Light beyond
Illumines new roads
Suggests possibilities
But I am neither here
Nor there
About the here
Or there
There I stand
The quiet observer
To tally the to and fro
Of lives and matter
On the move
Matters of both
Consequence
And no matter
And whichever mark I tally
Important or insignificant
Or just some passing fancy
It is all just so damn
Beautiful
I remind myself
There is always a bridge
To some place better
Than I am now
Sometimes all it takes
To cross the bridge
Is to open my eyes and recognize
I already have
I remind myself
There is always a light
To help me see
Who I want to be
Sometimes all it takes
To see who I will become
Is to open my heart and realize
I already am
The Way is not a practice of movement
The Way becomes easier
When I discover the value
In being still
Shrouded beacon
Reaches into the murk
Whisper of stifled radiance
Beckons
Illuminates
A serpentine road
Beginning and end uncertain
Strike out for the unknown
Keep faith the road reaches the bridge
Hopeful glimmer beyond
So bend my mind to fit
The world
Then see only the things
That fit
Ignore the things that don’t
One bit
Below the deck
A roiling rift
Divides our world
Apart, we drift
But let us take
A moment, slow
To contemplate
Terrain below
I’m sure we’ll find
On valley floor
Our common ground
Then peace restored
Sometimes, while crossing
I remember
There are dreams to be fulfilled
On both sides