Climbing

I offer some prose for you, to take you away from where you are right now. Imagine for a moment that you are here, inside this short poem. The “I” the poem begins with is…you. Imagine you are young enough to easily climb. Strong, supple, fearless. Ready to discover and explore. To see something new. To feel something new. Let go, if only for a moment…

I am climbing higher

up into the tallest branches

beyond all those

that walk the flat land

higher and higher

until I no longer hear them

until their words

fade into the wind

I am

above

almost a part of the clouds

I feel

alone

and yet

a part of everything

how can that be

where would I be

if

there is no higher to climb

perhaps

in heaven

I wrote most of this on the spot, in response to knowing it needed a place to live. So, I’m giving it to you. You get to decide what it means, if anything.

It makes me wonder about gifts and giving. Where do gifts come from? Are they given from the heart or from somewhere else? Which ones mean the most or are they all the same?

A smile, a hug, a new Mercedes Benz. What gives them value?

Is it more fun to be the giver or the receiver? Does the cost matter?

I ask myself lots of questions. I don’t always have the answers, but it certainly opens me up to ponder them.

What questions do you ask yourself? Do they open you up? Do they bring you closer to heaven?

I am often told that I ask good questions. By that, I believe folks mean that what they hear opens a part of them that had previously been closed off. Unavailable for them to access, preventing them from recognizing a part of their truth. Something they needed to grow, expand or to brighten their world.

What would brighten your world?

Is there a tree you would like to climb? One that would take you higher and higher, to a quiet place? If you find this tree, remember, you are strong enough, supple enough and fearless enough to climb and see above, perhaps even to a part of heaven.

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2 Replies to “Climbing”

  1. Yes, Rob you are one courageous tree climber, giving me all kinds of inspiration.
    Firstly , you boldly and fearlessly ask so many questions. I strongly feel we as a whole are not encouraged to ask questions or even blindly believing what we are told by the so called experts.
    Whether the experts be our government , in the form of the CDC or big pharma or the message delivered with the loudest voice while the contradictory voices are belittled, demeaned and in many cases banned.
    If anything is given the chance to grow, it needs to clear away the weeds, nourish the soil and be given an opening, exposed to light. Without the light of an open mind , and that begins with questions .
    The plant given the perfect mix of fertile soil and moisture will fail to flourish without light.
    Open minds leading to open hearts would brighten my world.
    ☮️ Regina

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