FIELD GUIDE

Just when you think you can’t 

walk any farther and there’s

nothing but bogland stretching

for miles ahead of you

and the sky is threatening to

unleash a fury of rain and fire

or both (because it has and it can)

just then is when the clouds

shape and shift into a symbol

you recognize as if they, in their

knowing, knew exactly what 

you needed to see, a sign

that no stone, scripture or Irish air

could hold so simply.

This sudden revelation could happen

anywhere or at any time,

in the skies of Connemara, Kentucky or

in a remote region of your own body.

Opening to it, to love, is always

the answer, no matter 

the weather or conditions of 

your searching, seeking heart.