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April 2007 
A Long & Winding Road... with only a Start and a Finish?
Dharma Driven
I was alone
and in the dark
searching all over
praying to find a light
at the end of a new tunnel.
The lanes must have shifted
while I paid little attention
from the driver's seat
on cruise control
(& content?)
I didn't notice the dark clouds
looming over the horizon
didn't hear the horns
of the other cars
driving past.
It had become hard to see clearly
not that I would've noticed
my eyes transfixed
never leaving
the mirror.
I was steering without thought
blind to my surroundings
nothing but the picture
inside of my head
could be seen.
Focused on where I wanted to be
peeking at the road behind me
never saw where I just was
until the last ray of light
slid behind a cloud.
Concerned I might never get there
unable to see things out front
now much more important
than anything that was
ever in the mirror.
Not thinking of my destination
just the end of the tunnel
laid out in front of me
insisting that Now
is where I am.
It was then I remembered
my car has its own light
right out in the front
where my focus
should be.
My car's lights were turned on
I sped through the tunnel
eyes glued to a road
directly in front
of my car.
Only then
I began to see
the view all around
and I started to realize
my new desination is Here.
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Ryan,
I really like this A LOT. I (truthfully) skimmed your two previous entries. I'll need more time than available right NOW to give them the deserved attention. My book is still unwritten. Now is.
NMRK
jaB
Thanks, jaB. I don't find time to very much anymore, but I love writing poetry. Good luck with your book. What will it be about?
NMRK :-)
Ryan
Great poem Ryan – when did you write this one? I have a very similar poem, where we seem to have been on the same page, tuned into the same feelings and perspectives. See my poem from 1976, Realization. I’m very surprised at the similarity in the essence of both our poems. (You may have run across this already.)
I enjoyed your thoughts on the front page of your profile and will have to return to your more in-depth writings here in your blog similarly as jaB above. Interesting thoughts to ponder on.
Tony
Ryan,
My book will be about………..126 pages.
Likely to deal with the nature of consciousness and written for the adolescent reader.
JaB -
About 126 pages? You are an interesting fellow. Something written for adolescents dealing with the nature of consciousness is a terrific pursuit. There isn't nearly enough of that right now. Will it be done by the time my kids are teenagers? (My oldest is 8, so I'm pretty sure.)
NMRK –
Ryan
Tony -
I hadn't read your poem Realization until now, but you are right. It is riding a very similar wave. Very well written too. You've got talent. Do you write professionally/seriously or just for fun? I don't remember reading that in your profile.