The Way Back

‘You’ll never step in the same river twice,’

the future now the past

Motion the only constancy,

beyond all time to last

You will never see the mountain,

by staring in its face

Perspective shorn and vision torn,

its image out of place

You’ll never look into your soul,

while outside glancing in

Its essence what you’re running from

—whose gateway leads to Him

(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2020)