Walking It: The Poets Cut

 
 

I put this down
intending I am found
one way or another
there has to be
a way to see it...

That little thing sitting
in the corner of a dream
still out of focus
I shed the want
in trying to name it...

It's the patience of the flow
the practice of letting it go
the acquiesce to now
my walk carves the desert
until I arrive upon it...


The Poets Cut

This was written in September 2011 as I began to actively apply patience to my journey. It continues to be part of my daily practice and always provides me an abundance of opportunities to practice. 

The image selected was taken in January 2015 and seemed quite fitting for patient steps.