there is a path if you will take it, it is not hidden, though you must open your heart to find it; always, there is a way if you will allow yourself to be free, to be humble; if you don't have to win you can get where you are going
Losing Yourself
my feet are in the water, the waves move easy over my ankles, they feel the broken shells, pebbles, sand and larger rocks beneath the surface; my face stretches up to the warmth of the afternoon sun, I don't feel the early spring water's aching rattling my bones, nor the gentle breeze passing through my hair; I close my eyes to the blue expanse shimmering towards an endless horizon, I am lost in the peace of this moment
The Target Draws the Arrow
ride on, keep seeking, stay vigilant, eyes open; the target draws the arrow; your path opens up before you, keep your feet moving, your destination is this moment, where else would you rather be; the target draws the arrow; open yourself to the potential of your path, you are more, you will get there; the target draws the arrow