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For the Journey
I offer this poem for all of us who are frightened, unsure, confused, sorry, and sad, for all who lay awake in the middle of the night awash in anxiety, for anyone who is lonely and fearful. We are not in Chaos. We’re in the birth canal, and we’re moving, moving, moving in the direction of birth, toward something new and shining with possibility. It’s something worthy of our rising up and meeting it with love, compassion, and joy.
God’s Star House
You were right to worry about the journey
Becoming your raison d’etre. It was
For a time, for as long as it took you
To lose your possessions and pride,
Your smug self-confidence and that slick
So slithery way you had of blaming someone else.
It should have occurred to you long before now
That something was up when every time you
Spotted God’s star house and bee-lined up
The celestial drive, S/He was gone. Why
Would God play such games with you?
Are you so terrifying that God would run from you?
Congratulations! Every single thing you believed
Is wrong. Believed? I should have said suspected.
Yes, that’s you, ever fearful, always uneasy,
Demands disguised as inquiry. Well, take a breather.
Lean against the bogus God box at the gaping mouth
Of the gravel drive and take a good look around.
Are you No-Bo-Where under the essence of a gigantic tear?
Now you’re face to face with something worthy of fear
Or indescribable joy. This much should be clear. When
You find God’s house, no metaphor you know will do.
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