So you,
too,
tread the path
to the sacred?
Share with me your observations.

I feel like a member
of a secret society,
where identifying fellow-travelers
takes great sensitivity
and the practical skills
of silence and patience,
until the light of another–
unexpectedly–
touches me.

And…?

I anticipate (and find) joy
while being ambushed by pain,
finding wonder in both.

Where do you imagine
the path leads?

Everywhere
and nowhere.

And when does it end?

I suspect it does not.

Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.