seeking
world peace and personal peace thru poetry
25 August 2000
HEART, WITH FEET, RUNNING
We have gnawed through
these coarse ropes
fallen at our feet
who leap in joy
to run us away
to the freedom
which we have always
held in our hearts
We have no thought
for that left behind
and allowed to fade
we have learned the wiles
of our attachments
beating forward without
that which no longer
serves our growth
We have no needs
that cannot be met
thru love and vision
carrying almost nothing
our path is magic
for all that leads us
thru these feet running
comes easily thru
our heart