A Passage through the Wilderness

                 The Positive Way

                   I am more reverential in the sacred space

  of wilderness than I am in churches

  built of stone and stained glass.

  I walk as softly as I can through that living

  oratory where creatures glorify God

  in unending canticles of praise.

  I walk so softly, that not even my all-observant 

  ego can detect my passage as I walk the

  narrow path that leads to oneness.