The Seeker

The Seeker

C’mon Dog. Roads beckon.

We do this every day, Seeker and I.

We live on the Road. Always the Road ahead.

He picks up his staff, looks to each side,

Starting off, we begin translating the language of seeking into footsteps.

 

Hey Dog, need a drink?

A small grove offers shade and a deep, rippling pool of indigo.

I lap, feeling the bracing wetness

            Cold, sharp, pure

            On my flagging tongue.

He drinks, upended as if to worship some deeply unknowable god.

Then we rest quietly, fully, feeling the moment go on forever in all directions.

 

He surveys the fleeting Path behind us, drifts back.

How odd. He rarely looks back at our tracks melding into memory.

Doubt flicks his eyebrows, plays his eyes.

Which adventure brings him this tiny remorse?

What lingering memory betrays his faith?

 

Turning again, he surveys our tracks anew.

Oh, the breeze has caressed them into new steps, no longer ours.

He laughs and returns to Now, Grove, Water, Me, Him.

Laughing heartily he dandles my ears and kisses the top of my dusty head.

 

“Oh Dog. It’s good to be alive.”

He remembers, he savors, he seeks, he learns.

 

The sages have said, “Now is all we have. The Past is gone, the Future is yet to be.”

They are wrong.

Alive in each step is the memory of past roads, cool groves, patterns of knowledge . . .

Alive in each step is the promise of patterns being reconfigured into new roads,

discoverings, knowing, living, learning  . . .

All here. All in each, one . .. present . . .  step . . .

 

He knows this Truth:

To forget the Past and shun the Future in the Now is folly.

It’s all the same.

All roads are The One Road, all steps are on One Path.

He knows that to stop Seeking, Learning, Being, is to lose it all.

Fool that he is, He knows.

 

I sometimes wonder why he roams every day.

But I never wonder why I am with him.

His purpose is clear:

            To Seek, to Know, to Love.

            To Be Learning, To Be Knowing, To Be Love –

            To Be.

 

Everything he is, I am.

He Seeks, He Knows, He Loves, He is Love, He Is.

 

I Seek.

I Know.

I Love.

I am Love.

 

I Am.

 

2 Comments

  1. Cele said,

    February 27, 2009 at 5:19 am

    I love the continuity, the images, the technique,

  2. jenniphur said,

    March 1, 2009 at 5:54 pm

    So good to have you back!


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