My Dream ( A Hidden Place )

A late start, a canyon walk
Climbing steps to a hidden spot
A place I could'nt see from where I stood.
Fate smiled as I past the tree
I was blind to the sights
but the Universe played and I could hear
the sound of bees.

I heard a voice, turned behind to look
and found myself gazing forward.
Not believing what I saw (it seemed unlikely),
but I knew the face
walking my way, radiating light
answering a long forgotten question
in a hidden place.

Life is full of surprises.  Never lose hope.

Zen Presence - Ideas for Meaningful Living



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