Spiritual Retreats for Married Couples

Where are you going?


Where are you going, climbing higher

Barren peaks?

You look tired, heavy.

What do you want to do?

Lie down amidst flowers?

What is lower, what is higher?

All is effort.

Just stand tiredly.

Too worn to collapse for

Fear it will be permanent - and

In the wrong place.

But what other place?

Why not amidst flowers wonder.

A little lower, a little higher but

Away foolish ambitions.

Some effort, yes, but it is safe,

Known territory, rich in itself

Sometimes alone, but not always.

Oh, but to climb.

But not alone.


(Photo by Jon Cowee)