How We Get There

I think back
Remembering
The life I left behind
The life forever hanging
On the wings of time

The very same wings and life
Carrying me moment to moment
Breath to breath
To new parts of myself
Parts yet unborn

You ask if I’ve changed
Since shedding my last skin
My eyes blink
A new world appears
No need to answer your question

I stare ahead
Where they keep the future
I only see what my eyes allow me
I am wedded to my feet
With one in front of the other, the future appears

Author: Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D.

Biography Writer, photographer, poet, and teacher. Holds doctorates in Divinity and Metaphysical Philosophy. Author of 20 books, including seven poetry books, nine photography, and four nonfiction books. Contact Information Contact Don Iannone by email: diannone@gmail.com

10 thoughts on “How We Get There”

  1. coming here after so so long. ive missed your poetry alot.

    how life takes us there, how life treats us before we get there. there are so many questions playing in my mind. bt eventually everything jst follows their own path.

    lovely poem, a clear look into lifes journey.

  2. As usual I’m so taken by one of your gems dear Don and thus I’ve attached this beauty to a humble photo of mine. Here’s the link
    How We Get There, a poem (89800008)

    I wish you all the best and thank you very much for sharing your spirit lifting words.

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