Maps & Delusions
Waking Point
by Helen Noakes
“Maps cannot tell me/Where I’ve been,/Cannot direct me/To the place I want to be.”Helen Noakes
“There is an extraordinary distance from the head to the heart, a distance of ten, twenty, thirty years, or a whole lifetime.”—Carl G. Jung
SAN FRANCISCO California—(Weekly Hubris)—8/20/2012—
“Maps and Delusions”
Maps there are
Of places and of time,
Of journeys into hearts
And to the soul.
All of them drawn
With false precision,
Lie about distances;
All of them illusory.
A quarter inch a mile?
A dash from delusion
To awakening?
Maps cannot tell me
Where I’ve been,
Cannot direct me
To the place I want to be.
Only my inner compass can.
3 Comments
Elyce Melmon
How true! Lovely and meaningful poem!
Helen Noakes
Thank you so much, Elyce, for taking the time to read and to comment.
Mary Gottschalk
Helen … I love this …. did you write it? It is perfect!