I am a signpost
Where do you point, is it to yourself
Me Me ME
Or is it to some other glory
Some other wonder that your eyes have feasted upon
The signpost that points to itself, says "I have arrived"
The one that says instead, look over in that direction,
That is where you may find what you seek
Is the signpost I want to be
Don't look at me for the truth,
Look where I am pointing
That may be the direction
Along that road, tired and hungry traveller
Where all things must pass
1 comment:
love this John, and love the ways you point to, Hope you had a magnificent time in Ireland, Katie
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