May we envision our lives
as traveling along a winding road,
a road that stretches straight for a while,
then spirals back around and sideways,
revisiting places already passed through
with new eyes.
We come back, time and again
to cities we believed had been conquered
and left desolate
to see them flourishing with new life.
They look different now,
as do we feel.
With each footstep connecting us to the Earth,
may we trust the path unraveling before us.
Though we may not agree, or understand,
we can surrender.
Call upon our experience to guide us
through the new, and familiar,
we encounter.
Dawning Words 