What I have learned in one day is
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E V E R Y D A Y
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a
J O U R N E Y
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That:
however long, difficult or winding these stairs might be —
their point is
to take you to
another point of view,
another way to see
o u t.
That: the green light doesn’t only mean GO.
It could mean STOP.
Sometimes there are signs —
that, in their simplicity —
convey the most obvious wisdom.
Read them, and contemplate their direction.
And: p a y a t t e n t i o n.
Out, the shoreline, hiking on water,
you see where you’re going, where you’ve been.
And, at the same time — you can see what is above.
And what is below.
Sometimes, there are signs that say nothing.
Yet, in their place, and what they lead to,
they can say everything.
Deer like peanut butter.
Two hands, in the supplication of an offered prayer — could be,
in meditation: a discovering.
Sometimes, one might presume
that what you can’t see
isn’t there.
There are things to be learned,
in every path, every way.
Every day, as light emerges, out — that way.
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