Left on a table in the meeting hall of Meadowmere, for others to find, upon their return…
New days are dawning
And the sky dances your hair
As your toes clench earth
Between the chatter
Of thoughts that roam in our minds
Wanting clarity
And the pounding heart
Beating a rhythm that yearns
To find a path home
Too often we find ourselves lost
And wonder where our world’s will take us..
Is war all consuming?
Is strife all we’ll know?
Where do we find peace?
How can we seek harmony?
All this lost sage can say,
Was taught in the now of the Way..
To the earth return
May your burdens be lessened
In the Winds be free
Make of your life, what the journey unfolds
Walk free, be at ease
And find comfort in the moments
That lie BETWEEN
Yesterday
And Tomorrow
Then you may know what it IS
To be both Lost..
And Wise..
-signed “Sheng Wu” (translating to: Lost Sage, No Wisdom, or Not a Sage)