At some point you will have put down the words down.
Put the maps down.
Close the sacred books.
Stop being enthralled by the journeys
of your spiritual heroes
At some point, you will have to get up,
open your door and walk out into the
sunlight of your Being and feel its light and
its warmth on your own skin.
No longer satisfied by catching a glimpse of it
through the windows of another's experience;
but stand in its full and glorious light,
naked and vulnerable and
in holy surrender with the story of your life
with all its twists and turns and tortured tales
lying pink and belly-up under the dome
of the disinterested sky:
with thanks to: