So many times
I’ve been on a roll
Thinking I’d got it, knew the path of spirit, what to do
And then stopped
By mechanical failures
By death of loved ones
By multiple, deadly, medical phenomenon – expressed in my body, where I must pay attention
Forward directions blocked – incapacitated
Even now, lying exhausted, I glimpse what I missed, how I misinterpreted, grasped for the mundane
Asking for guidance, the way narrows and steepens
My longing for the divine carries me, the divine assists by signaling the paths that lead astray
Stopped
Thank you
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