“Imagination often carry us to worlds that never were, but without it, we go nowhere.” C. Sagan
It is often that I find myself longing to return to a place that I don’t even physically travel to … but whenever my mind hasn’t wandered there for too long, back to that sacred, holy place of peace – I am sure to be less than the whole of myself. This Thanksgiving, I am grateful for God’s having given me such a strong imagination. I’d love to know your thoughts, and your thanks this season. Enjoy your “Somewhere,”… here’s how to get to mine.
Somewhere
Somewhere between the here
and now
and the now
and then
there is another place
a place where there is room
to breathe
to pray
to imagine
and to wonder
wondrously
It is sometimes a secret
sometimes a lost place
seemingly far away
just barely on the fringes of our memories
and yet
intrinsically
we cannot forget
our desire to find it again
To follow the invisible compass
back to the song
of the spirit
that makes sense
it is there
quietly
but sure
placed in a place
we could never truly lose
without losing ourselves
completely
So somewhere between the here
and now
and the now
and then
find the beat of the heart
the pulse of the mind
the light of the soul
and return
Somehow
(I promise)
you already
know the way
I hope that you take a moment to nourish your ability to imagine. Be thankful as I am so thankful for you.
Elle
Nice entry – It makes me think of being especially thankful for the memories that I don’t really know if they really happened or not. These are some of the most important ones.
Thanks for sharing.
such a wonderful poem! Happy Thanksgiving
Thank you most sincerely.