Empty Path

Empty Path

A Poem by Russell Masters
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There is no path.... Is there?

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Walking my path
my journey winds on
like the river I often stopped by
to watch its never ending flow
sitting under the shade of the universe
I wondered to myself
"why do I follow this path
for the path is an illusion
and I am blind, for the path is never as long as it is wide"
"but I do not follow the path" I thought
"I walk it new with each step
I go not where the path leads
but create the path as I go"
confused I stopped
and for an instant there was no path
behind me was nothing but my past
ahead was nothing but my future
no matter where I looked nothing existed
I closed my eyes and I was revealed
at that moment I saw myself in the universe
I saw the universe in myself
there is no path to follow
there is no path that has been walked
there is only the moment between each step of life each breath of life
when I opened my eyes I saw life with each breath
it was nothing, it was all and so was I
so I continued my walk
but now I had nowhere to go
 

© 2014 Russell Masters


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Added on August 26, 2014
Last Updated on August 26, 2014
Tags: Zen, Mindfulness

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Russell Masters
Russell Masters

New Zealand