A
Thought for Today
Fear gets lost in understanding.
Rod is tied up with some important business
today and I'm in the middle of a major computer system revamp - suffice to say things are
pretty stressful right now and time is in short supply!
Here's a couple of things from one of my most favorite of Rod's books.
- Ken, Johannesburg, December 11
EMPTY HARBOR
December 14
Those of us who sleep alone
are like abandoned boats -
we become accustomed
to lack of ownership.
We believe our chosen paths
are only where the sea drift takes us.
I have come back
to where the cedar hills
wear darkness like a stocking cap,
where morning comes the way
the fish hawk comes
quickly and on silent wings -
not because I had to or so wished
but because I found myself
moving in this sure direction.
I am here still looking for you.
There are no days
when I do not seek you out,
no hours anymore when you are not
paramount
when I am not sure beyond imagining
that I will meet you in the hills
or on the street.
I never do.
But I still go and come
to places we shred first together.
I always travel alleyways we knew;
these journeys need no compass
and
no chart.
They have been tracked before
and I will go on tracking them
alone if need be.
- from "The Sound of Solitude", 1983 |
