Forest Dweller: Half a century later I am tired of being a householder, loose th…
Forest Dweller:
Half a century later
I am tired
of being a householder,
loose the attachment
to its furnishings,
those tawdry trinkets
of the little self,
cast off mooring to place,
but keep a rootedness
in the loam of gratitude
for all that has been.
I will hold no yard sale
lest others carry away
and cling to
trappings of this life.
I will simply
cross the threshold
with only the begging bowl
of an emptied mind,
be a forest dweller,
alone with the universe
and ready.
– Bonnie Thurston, from Practicing Silence
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