The Way of the World


I got a special gift today, a gift that touched my soul in many ways. That made me think that there’s always a gift behind a gift, it only takes to see what you are given not with your eyes but with your heart. The poem he gave me carries more than meaningful words; it is filled with love and understanding, and with his never-ending capacity of reaching my soul and driving away my sadness and my uncertainty.
Some days ago, I wrote something about my inability to decide which path I should take to go on with my life, he read it and he knew he had something to share with me.
The gift started not with the poem itself but with him looking for it inside many boxes he had kept closed for some time. It continued with him spending time on typing it, and finished with the invaluable act of sharing a piece of his heart with me, just a friend.
He wrote this poem long time ago for one of the most important people in his life….now those words are with me and I’ll treasure them forever. Can you see the gift behind the gift?
Thank you so much Stewart. I must have done something good in life to deserve a friend like you.

The Way of the World

Said the gate to the path:
“Do you go or do you stay?”
And the path replied:
“I think I must pass and move on,
For I am un-used, untrodden and lonely.
Please let me pass”.

Now the gate, though upright, proclaimed with humility:
“I have not the power to restrain you, nor to let you by,

since I face two directions
And thus owe two allegiances”.

So the path asked:
“Can you not use the power of vision that is yours
To tell me about the other side, so that I might find
The way home?”

And now the gate answered:
“On the other side, you will encounter
What you already know; the life you have chosen,
That was chosen for you.
A path is a path. It runs and meanders where it must.
At times, it crosses other paths.
They merge, they part and on they travel,
Searching out their ways.
If there is an end, I know it not,
For I am only a simple gate, a passage for paths,
Without omniscience, or omnipotence”.

And the path, pensive, looked up at the gnarled old gate and,
Feeling humbled, murmured:
“But how do I cross, in order to run and meander
And merge and part?
For am I not a path, as other paths?
Or am I condemned to an eternal waiting at the gate,
Solitary?”

At this, the gate uttered swiftly, though without urgency:
“Hush now. I hear footsteps approaching from yonder.
In the instant of your opportunity,
Will you have the wisdom to make the most
To choose?
Or the folly to miss all there is
By being ensnared in vacillation, lost
In futile questioning?

The life you have is yours alone to live.
To live it, you must
Follow your own path”.

And with that, as the gate was pushed open

(Stewart, to all those in search of certainties.
August 1991)

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18 responses to “The Way of the World

  1. RUTH

    Mick & I too received this wonderful gift…..Stewart is a special friend to so many of us and his sharing of these words that mean so much to him show the kind and caring person that he is.
    {{{GROUP HUGS}}}
    R & M
    xxxxx

  2. RUTH

    Mick & I too received this wonderful gift…..Stewart is a special friend to so many of us and his sharing of these words that mean so much to him show the kind and caring person that he is.
    {{{GROUP HUGS}}}
    R & M
    xxxxx

  3. RUTH

    P.S. Love the new background. A new beginning?

  4. RUTH

    P.S. Love the new background. A new beginning?

  5. Audrey

    Deeply profound Analia, and what a gift!!

    Stewarts poem has left me speechless…and the simple truth of your words about the man with the ability to touch souls in such a deep way… Treasure indeed..

    Your post is a fitting acknowledgement of this meaning…The love of friendship

    Thank you both for sharing it x x

    Good choice with the new look on your blog page…….so warm, just like you really x x

    Savour, breathe and enjoy all lifes treasures Analia today and always 🙂 Gifts you truly deserve, not, earned but freely given because your you x

  6. Audrey

    Deeply profound Analia, and what a gift!!

    Stewarts poem has left me speechless…and the simple truth of your words about the man with the ability to touch souls in such a deep way… Treasure indeed..

    Your post is a fitting acknowledgement of this meaning…The love of friendship

    Thank you both for sharing it x x

    Good choice with the new look on your blog page…….so warm, just like you really x x

    Savour, breathe and enjoy all lifes treasures Analia today and always 🙂 Gifts you truly deserve, not, earned but freely given because your you x

  7. Analía

    Ruth, I haven’t thought about it, but maybe it is a new beginning. Who knows…

  8. Analía

    Ruth, I haven’t thought about it, but maybe it is a new beginning. Who knows…

  9. Analía

    I love having you in my life my friends!!

  10. Analía

    I love having you in my life my friends!!

  11. Analía

    Yesssssss, It seems that by changing my background I got rid of those frogs that were keeping my friend Icarus from coming. It seems he still sees my profile pic as a frog!! I don’t mind being a frog as long as he can come whenever he wants.
    I had copied all my blog into wordpress just to let him read my posts too. I’m gonna keep it just in case I become another kind of animal LOL. https://analiagermano.wordpress.com
    Welcome back Stewart, I love having you here again, muaaaaaaaaaaaah

    Auds, once and again, I love your comments because I love the things you say and mostly because I love you my friend.

  12. Analía

    Yesssssss, It seems that by changing my background I got rid of those frogs that were keeping my friend Icarus from coming. It seems he still sees my profile pic as a frog!! I don’t mind being a frog as long as he can come whenever he wants.
    I had copied all my blog into wordpress just to let him read my posts too. I’m gonna keep it just in case I become another kind of animal LOL. https://analiagermano.wordpress.com
    Welcome back Stewart, I love having you here again, muaaaaaaaaaaaah

    Auds, once and again, I love your comments because I love the things you say and mostly because I love you my friend.

  13. Stephen Bess

    Wow! That was lovely! I love dialogue and personification of the path and gate. The end was just beautiful! I’m happy that he allowed it to resurface for his friend. This was excellent Icarus! Analia, thank you for bringing my attention to this clever and lovely poem.

  14. Stephen Bess

    Wow! That was lovely! I love dialogue and personification of the path and gate. The end was just beautiful! I’m happy that he allowed it to resurface for his friend. This was excellent Icarus! Analia, thank you for bringing my attention to this clever and lovely poem.

  15. Icarus

    I am assiduously staying very silent about what our friends have written about me. Humility restrains me from even thinking about it.
    However, I have come to say that I have kept wondering what has been responsible for Icarus ascending (though no risk of flying too high!) again over the past week. I must stop it. But if the only thing has been to give you some hope, some positive realism in your searching for purpose and for making you feel less alone and beaten, then that’s enough to make me content. Thanks to Audrey, my own message of Presume Nothing has also taken me over these past couple of days. It’s good. All of us should presume nothing, because we, like the gate, are not omniscient. We don’t see or know anywhere near everything. But being open – in both directions – to possibilities, to feelings, expressing them and listening to them in all the human kaleidoscope, open, honest exchanges gives us all a chance that there can be a future that is enriching and empowering for us all. Individually and collectively. And that is what happens here, and at other friends’ places. The quintessence of true friendship. Thank you for yours. A reciprocity SXXXXXXXXXXX

  16. Icarus

    I am assiduously staying very silent about what our friends have written about me. Humility restrains me from even thinking about it.
    However, I have come to say that I have kept wondering what has been responsible for Icarus ascending (though no risk of flying too high!) again over the past week. I must stop it. But if the only thing has been to give you some hope, some positive realism in your searching for purpose and for making you feel less alone and beaten, then that’s enough to make me content. Thanks to Audrey, my own message of Presume Nothing has also taken me over these past couple of days. It’s good. All of us should presume nothing, because we, like the gate, are not omniscient. We don’t see or know anywhere near everything. But being open – in both directions – to possibilities, to feelings, expressing them and listening to them in all the human kaleidoscope, open, honest exchanges gives us all a chance that there can be a future that is enriching and empowering for us all. Individually and collectively. And that is what happens here, and at other friends’ places. The quintessence of true friendship. Thank you for yours. A reciprocity SXXXXXXXXXXX

  17. Mystic Rose

    analia,
    i read this a while back(but didnt have the comment) and i just loved it! its beautiful and sad, and deep.

  18. Mystic Rose

    analia,
    i read this a while back(but didnt have the comment) and i just loved it! its beautiful and sad, and deep.

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