Day 24… and the journey goes deep..Sippy the coffee for a break


The Path of radical has no bridge to the other side

All consuming cloister of absolutes trapped

within the admonition that this is the One Way

The island seems small and littered with text

Iconic debris leans on mounds and abstinence of

earthly favor lets the frost bite cloak the trembling prayer 


Perhaps it is the limitation of the heart that betrays

that cloistered cluster of absolutes from entrance

Perhaps it is the limitation of the mind that closes

when the radical consumes the air around you and

you can not breath the freshness of possibility

or see beyond the idols set before you.


There is no place for the in between or the indifferent

Or the nay sayer or the prophets of many other ways

All of us cherishing some small mound of earth

In an ocean of rightness and wrongness littered

with text and icons and idols of every sorted sort

Speaking a truth that is blasphemes to another


The Way has many junctures, forks, challenges

Many islands, mountains, cathedrals, fairy circles

If you can think it, it will be placed before you glaring

And if there is no Way in or out or around or through

Maybe the radical thing is to just be right where you are

Sustained in the blessing that you perfect as you are


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