Hear Through the Hum

A poem about readiness to launch, and learning to be guided by an inner listening.

(Image: JPlenio, Pixabay)

There is a path
cut between two
cliff walls,
following course of river.
There, dip your hands
into the cool stream,
gazing forward
ready to launch
now,
following each flow line.

I can do this.
You can do this.
Slow and steady
now, find the space
between strokes,
a curl into silence.
Be guided
by an inner listening,
not only
nose to grindstone
but also face to
toward
realm of mystery.

Hear now
through the hum,
and you will learn
where to go.

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