A new frontier is waiting for you ... Go / don't dawdle
Harness the mules / pack the wagon / take everything
You won't be returning
And don't forget the music box
The one that plays Some Enchanted Evening
You'll need it on the trail
Leave the maps / put down that compass
You know true north / it's in your heart
Go / and don't look back
You'll know when you get there
My reading of this poem on public radio:
https://beta.prx.org/stories/114570
Sometimes it's good to be spontaneous. Just pack what you think is necessary and get out there. Enjoyed the post.
ReplyDeleteI have always loved the spontaneity of life.
DeleteOoh so true! always true...
ReplyDeletealways true ... yes.
DeleteI sometimes tell myself, "I'll know where I am once I lose sight of all shores." This captures that awareness so succinctly.
ReplyDeleteIt's very hard to let go of the shore and trust, but sometimes it's all we have left...
DeleteI've traveled many times without a map and ended up in some good places (metaphorically and real). Nice photo and words. -- barbara
ReplyDeleteAs I have I, both geographically and metaphorically. Learning to listen to my inner compass is an ongoing practice. I woke up today with a renewed commitment to be a better listener...
DeleteI've been following the compass in my heart and head my entire life. Although I've never been lost I have wandered in circles a few times. That's good for the soul too. Helps us to find our inner selves.
ReplyDeleteI've taken a most circuitous route to Here, but it's all made the journey very interesting... Yes, it does help us to "find our inner selves." Thank you for that, Bill.
DeleteHow cool is that .
ReplyDeleteI truly enjoyed listening to it being recited .
Great job .
I'm there !
Thank you so much!
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