Just beyond yourself-
There is a road
always
beckoning.
When you see
the two sides
of it
closing together
at that far horizon
and deep in
the foundations
your own
heart
at exactly
the same
time,
that’s how
you know
it’s where
you
have
to go.
That’s how
you know
it’s the road
you
have
to follow.
That’s how
you know
you have
to go.
That’s
how you know.
It’s just beyond
yourself,
it’s
where you
need to be.
~David Whyte
and I keep forgetting and then poetry brings me back home….
inquiry for today~ imagine a long day of ruminating and seeking light…..
All it takes is one blue rowboat tied to a buoy,
and its reflection, and this moment
for me to go remembering everything.
Then a murmur, the sound of water lapping,
the breeze snapping, and the way the leaves
resist the letting go, or don’t…
the wheels of a bicycle soaring downhill
with some gravity-glad rider—
all of it, all of it complicit.
What I’m talking about is the sheer, shimmering
faith of the rope that connects the boat to the buoy
and the hands that tied the knot, and the fathers
who teach their sons and daughters
these simple things I see all day
and sometimes, not at all.
Moments like this become miracle, oracle,
and my heart knows again that the whole world—
this one—is just my own face in the mirror,
and I know that I am the boat and the buoy
and the rope—and like faith, that holy smoke—
I am brilliant, and bobbing, and blue.
~Lisa Starr
