New Traditions now appear…..
As the changes
With some of the old ones,
leaving, divorcing, dying.
I am learning about the unconditional love.
I learned it from the airlines….
who tell you to ” put your mask on first”.
I learned from the Creator….
who taught me how to fill my thirst.
I can not bring a gift
of a cup of water to the traveler
WHEN I have not dug my well.
I shall not feel guilty
for owning a clear, cool, deep artisan well.
I shall not tell you
of the arduous hours
of digging and self discovery.
I will teach you if you ask.
I will buy you the shovel.
I will not dig it for you.
But first drink dear traveler.
Sample the living water.
Is it that which you have been seeking?
You need not stay to dig the well here.
You have your Journey.
Thank you for spending a moment
with the new traditions
and an old woman at the well.
- Where does Trust begin? (greatpoetrymhf.wordpress.com)