Friday, December 26, 2008

prologue

you are your own forerunner, and the towers you have builded are but the foundation of your giant-self. and that self too shall be a foundation.

I too am my own forerunner, for the long shadow stretching before me at sunrise shall gather under my feet at the noon hour. yet another sunrise shall lay another shadow before me, and that also shall be gathered at noon...

and now we are in god's hands. you are a sun in (her) right hand and i an earth in (her) left hand. yet you are not more, shining, than i, shone upon.

and we, sun and earth, are but the beginning of a greater sun and greater earth. and always shall we be the beginning. 

you are your own forerunner, you the stranger passing by the gate of my garden.

and i too am my own forerunner, though i sit in the shadows of my trees and seem motionless.
---"the forerunner" by kahlil gibran