the journey itself is home
“The moon and sun are eternal travellers.
Even the years wander on.
A lifetime adrift in a boat,
or in old age leading a tired horse into the years,
every day is a journey,
and the journey itself is home.”
For me? More blogging inspiration, in the here and now.
October 18th, 2007 at 6:02 pm
A few years ago I went on a meditation retreat.
A poem came to me which is a bit like what your poem is saying:
Sitting in the sun one day
and looking in a particular way
I saw the silver tracks of unseen snails
Going nowhere.