I came stumbling like a Dharma bum
Looking for the Merton side of town
Insights to anchor me
Keep me warm
Then my voice left me
For days, with little intercession
Floating in a sea
Of ancient wisdom
Of knots and nature
Of creation and Creator
Of blessings and beatitudes
And as my breath continued
The still small voice
Returned
To me my own.
J W Goossen, born and raised in Vancouver, currently lives in Ladner BC and enjoys carving out time for writing poems and stories, and painting. Publishing credits include Rhubarb, Geez, Grain, Canadian Stories, Red Ogre Review and Alchemy.