Chartres Labyrinth, 12th century
It is not finished -
this journey,
the discovery of
my vision, my path, my way
It is more labyrinthine:
Twisting one way,
then another
doubling back, crossing over, seeking its way to
The Center
of all things –
the space of reflection,
a primordial beat of life.
A circle, yes.
An image, yes.
A metaphor of winding,
turning, resting, returning.
The Path
holds us all.
My path, where
any direction is
The Right Direction
for it is the way
laid out for me.
I cannot stray.
(10/23/22)
