I am at a conference this week where we are exploring reflection, along with preflection and inflection, in thinking about our communication. It has been so interesting and has focused a lot on language and the beauty of words. Here is a poem that really stimulated our reflection:
The Way It Is
There's a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn't change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can't get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you can do can stop time's unfolding.
You don't ever let go of the thread.
- William Stafford
What does your thread of life look like? Draw it, and record important people who have influenced you along the way.
I am beginning to understand poems that are written in prose format. They don't need rhymes or a particular rhythm to be beautiful. It is how you put those words together. This one is thought-provoking and truly beautiful.
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