I thought I knew the way
having traveled this path long ago
but no…I got lost in cryptic directions:
turn right at the T intersection
left at the V.
All became muddled in duality.
Stopping in the middle I scream,
“I don’t know where I’m going
and I don’t know how to get there!”
The Beloved suggests that I surrender all thought
all maps and scribbled directions.
I come into the Now
and let this Moment take me
through the orchards and sunflower fields
under great oak arches
and over rickety bridges
across daunting chasms.
This mind that has been such a reliable frenemy
must yield leadership to the true Guide.