Monday, January 27, 2014

The Sacred Life

There comes a time
when you want to run.
Run as far away as you can.

Run from your life.
Run from the task
that is so large
it cannot be done.

But your feet don't move.

And slowly
life opens up
and help appears.
Not in the form you expect
but in secrets
and winding roads
and gateways into
the world you long for
but don't know how to reach.

And the task
doesn't get easier
but life gets more beautiful
with a richness you couldn't imagine
and a warmth you had never felt

as you directly face
the immensity
of what you are
called to do.


James Garnett said...

Thank you very much for sharing your poem. I love the way nature, art and poetry intersect with your art. Where art/poetry intersect has always resonated with me and you express it very well.


Sherrie Lovler said...

Thank you, Terri. I have been enjoying your poems and website, too. Thanks for finding me here.