Breaking Surface Poem

Let no one keep you from your journey no rabbi or priest no mother who wants you to dig for treasures she misplaced no father who won t let one life be enough no lover who measures their worth by what you might give up.

Breaking surface poem. Who won t let one life be enough no lover who measures their worth. And finally let me share breaking surface a poem i have written for all my students. Let no one keep you from your journey no rabbi or priest no mother who wants you to dig for treasures she misplaced no father who won t let one life be enough no lover who measures their worth by what you might give up no voice that tells you in the night it can t be done. Let no one keep you from your journey no rabbi or priest no mother who wants you to dig for treasures she misplaced no father who won t let one life be enough.

The way under the way which contains three separate books of poetry gathering 217 poems retrieved and shaped over the past twenty years. The summer of 1941 seemed a world away from the wars in europe and asia that would soon. Let nothing dissuade you from seeing. Let no one keep you from your journey no rabbi or priest no mother.

Breaking surface poem by mark nepo. Thinking like a butterfly. By what you might give up. A poetry of place.

The way under the way. She misplaced no father. Before the twice locked gates. Who wants you to dig for treasures.

Breaking surface mark nepo let no one keep you from your journey no rabbi or priest no mother who wants you to dig for treasures she misplaced no father who won t let one life be enough no lover who measures their worth by what you might give up no voice that tells you in the night it can t be done. L et no one keep you from your journey no rabbi or priest no mother who wants you to dig for treasures she misplaced no father who won t let one life be enough no lover who measures their worth by what you might give up. Paia a clearing in the forest. These poems span my life s journey and they center on the place of true meeting that is always near where we chance to discover our shared humanity and common thread of spirit.

July 21 2020 in poem 1 min read.