Teacher

Teacher
Like the silver trail of the snail
I found the path you had made for me
I almost missed it in my urgency
thought its thread of light a chimera
… But it was my vision that was narrow
allowing only a glimpse of what could be
Unlike the trail of a snail the way broadens
its sparkle unfolding into a blanket of magic
I foresee it widening until there is no trail
and everywhere I walk will be with you.

 – Paddy Noble

Together

If I accompany you

will we go to where love opens us

like flowers in the sun

where veils lift and we can see

the beauty of living, of breathing

of listening always to our hearts

Will we move as one towards who we are

without tripping over yesterdays

or the fears or feelings we were taught

that complicate the simple wonder of being here?

Can we ignore the voices

telling us we are not as good as

or that deserving is something you earn

Can we forever drop the belief

that keeping busy is the answer and rather

in the manner of all small beautiful things

just be

I hear your ‘yes’ so I will accompany you

just one thing more . . .

can we dance instead of walk?

– Paddy Noble, copyright 2010