I love the way this poem beautifully encapsulates the stages of learning, and the long, long road to enlightenment …
- I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost…
I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
~~~~- I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I’m in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
~~~~- I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in…it’s a habit
My eyes are open; I know where I am;
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
~~~~- I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
~~~~- I walk down another street.
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