The Long-Distance Runner

The Transformative Way

I leap into the unknown from the springboard

of my heart. I shut down the treadmill of my mind

and run the grace-filled race along the pathway

of my soul…trusting.    

I dodge the traps of concepts and custom

and pay no heed to the siren calls of conformity

with their much-vaunted certitudes of a knowledge

that is beyond spiritual comprehension. 

Along the way as I run I listen to a voice that can’t

be heard, and I seek a goal that can’t be seen except

with eyes focused on faith.  And trust is my only guide

as I run the narrow path of the grace-filled race. 

The sentinel cypresses from their silent green sanctuaries 

cheer my pace, while a conspiracy of stars lights my path 

and as I run, the unaffected joy of my youth returns 

…and once again I see daisies in my footsteps grow.