The Path Ahead

Lighthouse PhilipCoons

Photo: Philip Coons

 

 

So many times the path ahead

Is shrouded in the mist

Of worry, fear

Of hopes and dreams

And all that we resist.

Though as we put one foot

Then next

And make the road our own,

We see the vague

Becomes defined

As steps our souls have

Known.

 

 

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The Warp, The Woof

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Photo: Atara Katz

 

Weave the fabric

Of your life.

Reshape

Reuse

The warp,

The woof.

Line up

Soft hues

In the

Foundation

You call

Home.

 

 

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Life Shambolic

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Photo: Pinterest

 

In the messy path of life

Dreams flurry in

Goals exhale partly out,

And in the lovely expectation

Of more order

In a few,

Lives the absolute prediction

That periodic tangle

Will ensue.

 

 

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Chasing Life

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Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor

 

For all the little ones in my life: Right here, nearby, quite far; right now or not but in my heart you always are … For all of you who chase life (and sometimes Central Park pigeons), and grab hold of every moment’s possibility with two tenacious hands:

You teach me lots more than I ever could teach you.

You are each life, exemplified.

 

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Life, Simplified.

draw a baby

Photo: King College, London

 

“It’s not hard,” she said. “Here, I’ll show you.”

“You make a circle …” she demonstrated. “Then you make eyes and mouth and little bit of hair and hands and legs. See?”

She held the drawing up to show me. Lines for arms and legs sprouted out of the crooked circle ‘head,’ topped by a few smaller lines of a sparse mohawk.

“Then,” she planted the paper back on the table, “you go to the hospital and the doctor makes magic and it’s a baby.”

 

 

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In Theory

Pigeon Pair OfirAsif

Photo: Ofir Asif

 

“In theory,” she said,

“The world’s all you need it to be.”

“In theory,” he nodded,

“It is indeed already so.”

They slacked their thirst

As the hypothesis of plenty

Sprawled below them,

Undulating hope.

 

 

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