Peering the Well

Vertical heat begins to rise like a smoke

Up from the bottom,

Always clearing.

One last thing,

One true thing,

Lies sink to the bottom of a clear glass.

How much more work to go?

Before the celebration begins.

Of the work of a lifetime.

Realization of a thousand steps.

Toward a finished goal.

Or a never-ending path.

Hover the path with wings.

Deep inside the heart, knowledge grows.

The love is in the process.

Growth, growth, growth.

Keep moving. Keep flowing.

The never-ending dance of clearing your own untruths.

Your only true work.