I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, August 12, 2017
Return
Come. . .
Come, come, whoever you are.
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving—it doesn't matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times.
Come, and come yet again, come, come.
—Rumi
________________________________
Come join the journey
We are all headed the same direction, toward death
We are all headed to the same destination, love
And all are welcome on this journey
Dancers and plodders
Those who wander
And those who march with purpose
Those who believe, and those who wonder
Those who embrace, and those who detatch
Come
Whoever you
Faithful and faithless
Come even though you have stumbled
Or fallen
Come even though you have turned back
Or wandered off
Come, if you think you know where you are going
Or if you don’t
Come, come
Keep coming
Come yet again
For love is waiting
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment