Friday, May 1, 2009

Post No. 073: For Self-Reflection, Part 7 — I Walked The Path


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I Walked The Path

I walked the path that I had placed
before me, for I cleared the way
with my thoughts and deeds.

But I came to think this course
was chosen for me, as it was longer
and harder than at first I believed!

I struggled at each turn to stay true
to myself, since I had renounced
my center with lies and stealth.

When I saw this great error, I made
rigorous amends
and realized great
changes with my changing intent!

The difficulties ahead leveled out to
a smooth road, going so easy and
peaceful
to lead me back home.

Upon my arrival, I found home so
strange:
it was just the same as
before, but I had changed!

The journey I had taken—to find out
who I truly was—had circled back
to myself and I truly found love.

-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Small All White in the Forest)
"I am no barrier to its sun; the light and I are as one!"

My Poetic Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: This poem is a metaphor for dealing with My Karma!

Just so you know, I revised this poem, as I often do with my writing! And I changed how this poem was written when I was editing it on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer," "Small All White in the Forest" and "Three Dark Horses" blogs. So, I wanted to show you how this poem used to be written, before I revised it as above.

And it used to be written like this:

I Walked The Path

I walked the path that I had placed
before me, for I cleared the way
with my thoughts and deeds.

But I came to think this course
was chosen for me, as it was longer
and harder than at first I believed!

I struggled at each turn to stay true
to myself, since I had renounced
my center with lies and stealth.

When I saw this great error, I made
rigorous amends
and realized great
changes with my changing intent!

The difficulties ahead leveled out to
a smooth road, so easy going and
peaceful
to lead me back home.

Upon my arrival, I found home so
strange:
it was just the same as
before—but I had changed!

The journey I had taken, to find out
who I truly was, had circled back
to myself and I truly found love.

Thus, I revised this poem to be written as it is above.

And this poem was also published on my "Three Dark Horses" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs (please see the hyperlinks below for the blogs), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message I am trying to convey through "Three Dark Horses" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer." Plus, I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message I am trying to convey through my new "The Oneness Of God" spiritual practice!

This poem was written in Portland, Oregon.

-Paulee

https://threedarkhorses.blogspot.com

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com

This "Small All White in the Forest" Post No. 073 was edited on May 6th, 2024.

"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]