Book of Poetry by Gill Schwartz
Ya (Crazy Owl)
THE WALK OF THE SPIRIT
A step is taken that aims for nothing
Until the place is shown;
The foot then firmly placed
Where there was no place before.
Another step in faith. Another revelation.
As the rearward foot releases its hold
In reaching urgency,
Its weight-supporting spot weakens, dissolves.
All that is left is a trail of has-been-ness.
In the Eternal Plain lie these hazy tracings,
Sometimes wandering, confused, often alone,
Yet striving, yearning towards the Light.
Who is to follow a trail wrought of faith
And destiny, save one who can truly believe?
Who is to step from a place graced solid
To where there is no place at all,
Save one who has no other way to go?