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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