not all who wander are lost

not all who wander are lost

Monday, November 27, 2006

and when you return

sleep away into the mystery of stars
into the big beyond with its endless wonder
there is nothing tiresome for there is nothing

and when you return from your rest
we'll be waiting with our best most loving openness
perhaps you will find us tiresome, imperfect

but our love won't end......
like the stars, an endless wonder

unfurl into us, and you will realize that we hold space for your blossoming


Doug said...

My hope is that when you get back to 'the world' in these United States and get caught up in that pace you left behind a year ago when you set off for Ceylon...that you'll still have these meditative, contemplative moments like you are noticeably having now in your slow motion, heat sealing, musing, pensive, pondering place.

em said...

mmmmmmm advent is what comes to mind.

what inspired this writing i wonder...