The Labyrinth

A poem from my student, Susan. The beautiful picture is also her handiwork.

The entrance is before me

I look ahead into the rows of bricks

Strategically placed.

Stepping one foot in front of the other

Beginning the journey through the labyrinth

I call Life.

I follow this path.

Looking straight ahead,

Yet it guides me to the left.

I look to the left,

Then am brought to the right.

Walking straight.

Exhaustion sets in while I search

In every direction, except towards the one

I am on now. In this moment.

Comfort sets in as I see another

Pilgrim on this journey.

Two people, travelling through

The same windy turns of this

Mouse trap.

We briefly face each other

Stepping closer to unity.

Before the next thought emerges

Our backsides are facing.

I look behind.

We come closer again

Except we journey on two parallel

Paths. Almost One, but not quite.

Letting go into acceptance of what is

To be.

The closer I try to get to the center,

The farther away I am lead.

Then I arrive at a point where

Expectations disappear,

Presence takes it’s place.

My feet continue to walk straight,

Pivot, shift, repeat.

One transition into another.

Ceasing to look beyond what is in front of me.

Before long, I arrive at the center.

That was faster than I anticipated.

Nowhere to go but here. No one to meet but

Myself and the Divine within.

I sit, reflect, am One.

Have been all along.

The journey does not end here, though.

After reflection I stand and up to return.

Retracing my steps

To the beginning, which is also the end.

One may never understand the

Mysteries of the Labyrinth.

Susan started to cultivate a deeper relationship with the Creator four years ago when she was introduced to the works of Eckhart Tolle's, "The Power of Now" by Jim Tolles. Her life has been transformed in countless ways since then.


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