Edges Poem by Smoky Hoss

I'm going to the shore's edge
and gaze upon all I can see,
sit with a cold drink
there next to me -
Pondering life's
mysterious deal,
I'll give my heart and soul
some time to heal -
While thinking of so many things
of which I can never truly understand,
I will watch the waves come and go
washing away the sand -
I shall wonder about dreams
that cause the spirit to roam,
while knowing, man can not live
on bread alone -
Out there where it feels so good
not to have a care at times,
I will learn, a contented heart
eases a complicated mind -

And someday, when I get back up
from where I'm at,
I'll pull on my walking boots
and my favorite old hat;
then I'll go out once more,
for my insatiable soul thirsts yet again,
longing for something at the edges
that even it, can in no way name -


'For weeks I have felt on the point
of learning a mystery, but now
my agitation has dropped away... '
- Jane Kenyon (from: 'The Secret')