Who knows which way-less-taken lies beyond the stile
The openings of now, unnumbered, mapped in dew
Unfamiliar potentials – whispers in the icy wind,
Cry ‘untrod, unheard’ alone in wandering air
Yet one of them, clear with rising light, will claim the right
To be tomorrow…
©Stephen Tanham 2021
Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.