INNER LIFE
What is there to
say about the inner life?
It is as complex as the watery byways of Venice,
Delicate as the hands of an infant
child,
Curious and compact as the wisdom of an acorn.
It is as magnificent as the profile of an African
queen.
It eludes comprehension and yet it is ever present,
Enveloping every moment of life.
One lives from the inside out.
A gnarl of emotion, biography, memory, and spirit.
Each blending and bending into the other,
Like knotted strands of crocheted comforter.
It is a world I will never truly understand,
And yet the only reality I can ever know.
Karyn D. Kedar
The Dance of the Dolphin: Finding Prayer, Perspective and Meaning in the Stories of Our Lives
