Meditation Poetry: What Is Left

What is Left

I step out into winter
Within me, and all around
Cold air enters my lungs

One foot in front of the other

The path to salvation is walked, one step at a time

Some steps feel triumphant

Some steps feel like there is no forward motion

Some steps feel like you’re going backwards

The warrior that continues, Is the warrior that becomes free

“Fall down six times, get up seven times”

Powered by Spirit

Inspired by Faith

Transformed by Source

Step after step after step

Consciousness cultivated over uncountable journeys

The gift from above

There is no lightning bolt… There is no shortcut
….There is just the way

Eureka falls away

The pinnacle dissolves to nothingness
The peak experience becomes unimportant

Success is cast aside

And what is left…
Is the path…
Step by step by step