(part four)

dear friend,
at the hour of association you are a teacher of truth,
and in my heart i've learned your lessons.
and dear, you're right. there is time and we are patient.
you are an orb of brightness when my mind is dark.
and dear, i honor your soul.
traveling through the Valleys, once frightened cold,
you remind me of the Goal.
hours filled with sound, yet you embolden stillness,
and dear, i feel blessed by you.

reflecting

i'm coming and going. one step, two steps. all i know is nothing of it all. except perhaps my heart a little. i can't tell you what the mind conceives. how it can entangle you. how your thoughts can manifest themselves in ways unimaginable. but i feel. that much i am certain of. what work it is to understand our missteps, our patters, and even more work to change them. but i'm not shy to the task. what a bounty from Him to recognize when the mind must give way to the spirit. and so...i let go. it is beyond me anyway. only God knows the things of man.