You come down the pathway
to the river’s edge.
Seeking solitude, to get away.
There is no one near.
But, you gaze upon those rock formations
and know someone has gone before you to mark their way.
You seek solace, you seek cleansing, you don’t want to hear
that inner voice that criticizes your past life and limitations.
Is there comfort in knowing others have been there?
I believe if the marker, the sign, is gentle and beautiful
one is more likely to see the wisdom, the grace.
The soothing comfort of others is available when
we are ready to change our ways.
Can you see those markers before you?
When you come upon them
recognize them for the signs
that brush across your tired, tight brain.
Let them heal, soothe, comfort you.
Come in out of the mental rain, the reign
of self harm, the negative doubts.
See the beauty, the positive path and
escape the bouts of being a dark cloud.
Others tire of this part of you…they need to see
you shine….you, shine.

July 25, 2012 at 3:11 pm
Wow, this really hit me. The picture reminds me of the rainbow gatherings I have been to, seeing those same formations. Now they always bring me to that time, to the feelings of transformation, of living in the woods with such accepting people, and the poem brought those feelings up as well. I really appreciate this!
July 25, 2012 at 9:43 pm
Thank you Jennifer.
July 25, 2012 at 8:57 pm
Bravo, fantastic, I love it all, the subject, the writing, and the photo.
July 25, 2012 at 9:43 pm
Very kind Gary. Thank you.
July 25, 2012 at 10:25 pm
Excellent! Your words took me to a place I visited in South Dakota on the reservation. A place of old, with remnants of an old ceremony.
July 26, 2012 at 12:17 am
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