Life as Labyrinth

[image from healinglandscapes.org]

When there are

so many worries,

and so many

possible pathways,

that my mind starts

to circle

like an over-large dog

trying to fit himself

into a too-small bed,

I remember

walking the labyrinth,

how one thinks only

of one step

that follows another,

when the many turnings

flow easily,

one to the next,

as we follow,

when the breath slows,

and the mind calms

to only this moment

in time.

Walking the labyrinth,

I will walk through

this day,

then the next,

then another.

The turns

will come

slowly

and all by

themselves,

and

a pathway

will open

before me

to show me

the way.