- Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
US essayist & poet (1803 - 1882)
.............................................................................................
I went for an early morning walk through the canyon
before the blistering mid summer sun could take its toll
an exotic heat haze glimmered across the rugged terrain
green spined yuccas and mauve bougainvilleas dotted the landscape
red winged gracos droned mysteriously, in superb aerial display
as I sought the wilderness, to be attuned to nature again
and rediscover my connection to divinity once more
nurturing my spirit, with all the self love I could muster
knowing how important and integral it is to my well being
I came across a land locked pool with spawning frogs and tadpoles
the miracle of life self evident, as they strove to survive the lingering drought
for I know everything has its season, and you must pack a lot into each day
further down the adventurous trail, I found an old hippy commune
rustic remnants and symbols of a bye gone era and time
I could imagine the flower power and free love of their revelries
smoking the weed to realise the dream, with Mr Tambourine Man in tow
wondering whatever happened to those hypnotic ideals
that were ignited in Frisco, and thrilled us so at Woodstock
my mind was bedazzled with missing faces from the distant past
as I pondered all the crossroads and landmarks, fate had in store for me
and at the end of the divide, there was a Hollywood shooting site
with wild west and cowboy icons, in psychadelic shanty town design
I rested up under the cool shade of a tamarisk tree, relishing my delicious cranberry juice
when all of a sudden. like a bolt from the blue
a barn owl swooped overhead, in silent trajectory
and then it fully dawned on me
it's not who we are that matters
but where we're going
that is paramount to You and I
Copyright by Peter Paton 2006
The quote from Emerson is certainly one that I have integrated into my own life, creative or otherwise. A wise man!
It is ironic to me personally, that the final revelation you had out in nature was provoked, in part, by the owl.
Michele and I find many similar experiences that validate conversations we have, or prayers we offer. A Hawk or Falcon, or if we're very very lucky, an Eagle, flying in close proximity to where we are, often gives us a roadsign or confirmation.
I personally believe that these experiences are similar to candy from the Creator and also an affirmation that He hears all, stentorian or inaudible and loves us dearly!
Many blessings to you and yours,
Richard
Susan
Peter as an adult is mucho better.
Nothing like the desert to make us clean. Steve Jobs is a visionary who brought computing to the masses who still can't compute. I can't wait for the visionary who will make wheelchairs fly. I hope the old desert is still there when I fly over for a closer look.
Ron
Paolo Coelho writes: "The Warrior of Light has learned that it is best to follow the light...and he "has proved able to observe and to learn." You are a great warrior Peter. This is just beautiful. Love Panda :)
Always had taddies as a kid, loved watching them grow into froggies.
Excellent write Pete.
Ch'erie aka Cherry delice Pie, I know, blame Fee he started it :):)
B&R
keep on trucking, peter!
peace,
carolyn
"The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step." Lao Tzu
Embrace the destination.
Love,
Taylor
knew exactly where the tadpoles were... But I had too laugh, they didn't realse that they evolved into frogs...The boy laughed the girl screamed...I panicked...This day n age near the lake with a kid screaming....
Such innocence...
Fee
Life without living a lie....no joking here!!
Love Tinka
Susan
Country Roads...take me Home!!!
Par Excellence! As Karla so aptly stated, 'Refreshment, your name is Peter Paton!'
Have a stellar weekend! Love&hugs&prayers, Rhonda
Just the poem to read on this massively hot day in Texas. Refreshment, your name is Peter Paton! Excellent, serene, beautiful write; thank you!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
All your poetry are so calm, cool, and insightful. I really enjoyed reading them!!!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
PS Thanks for Helping Out with the Cruise!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D