Saturday, November 10, 2012
It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.
But one thing I do:
Forgetting what is behind and straining
toward what is ahead,
I press on . . .
Posted by Anchored at 10:48 AM