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in landscapes unfamiliar
In landscapes unfamiliar,
when the destination shines in the distance,
the path does not always reveal itself.There may be no signpost,
no worn road beneath the feet,
only hills rolling into shadow,
fields bending under strange winds,
and the far glimmer of something hoped for
calling from beyond the unknown.But if one keeps walking,
if one remains on the journey,
step after uncertain step,
with dust on the shoes
and questions in the heart,the way appears.
Not all at once,
not as a map unfolded in the hand,
but as a clearing between trees,
a break in the stone,
a small light on the water.And at last
the fisherman reaches the lake,
stands quietly at the edge
of all he had been seeking,and makes his first cast.
July 11, 2015 (expanded June 2026)
#ChristianReflection #ContemplativePoetry #destination #faithAndPerseverance #firstCast #fisherman #hopeInTheDistance #journeyPoem #KeithLyndaker #lake #natureMetaphor #originalPoem #pathAppears #pilgrimage #POETICAORAREContemplativePoetryPrayers #Poetry #Slowmover #SpiritualJourney #spiritualLandscape #trustTheJourney #uncertainPath #walkingByFaith #WordPressTags #Writing -
in landscapes unfamiliar
In landscapes unfamiliar,
when the destination shines in the distance,
the path does not always reveal itself.There may be no signpost,
no worn road beneath the feet,
only hills rolling into shadow,
fields bending under strange winds,
and the far glimmer of something hoped for
calling from beyond the unknown.But if one keeps walking,
if one remains on the journey,
step after uncertain step,
with dust on the shoes
and questions in the heart,the way appears.
Not all at once,
not as a map unfolded in the hand,
but as a clearing between trees,
a break in the stone,
a small light on the water.And at last
the fisherman reaches the lake,
stands quietly at the edge
of all he had been seeking,and makes his first cast.
July 11, 2015 (expanded June 2026)
#ChristianReflection #ContemplativePoetry #destination #faithAndPerseverance #firstCast #fisherman #hopeInTheDistance #journeyPoem #KeithLyndaker #lake #natureMetaphor #originalPoem #pathAppears #pilgrimage #POETICAORAREContemplativePoetryPrayers #Poetry #Slowmover #SpiritualJourney #spiritualLandscape #trustTheJourney #uncertainPath #walkingByFaith #WordPressTags #Writing -
in landscapes unfamiliar
In landscapes unfamiliar,
when the destination shines in the distance,
the path does not always reveal itself.There may be no signpost,
no worn road beneath the feet,
only hills rolling into shadow,
fields bending under strange winds,
and the far glimmer of something hoped for
calling from beyond the unknown.But if one keeps walking,
if one remains on the journey,
step after uncertain step,
with dust on the shoes
and questions in the heart,the way appears.
Not all at once,
not as a map unfolded in the hand,
but as a clearing between trees,
a break in the stone,
a small light on the water.And at last
the fisherman reaches the lake,
stands quietly at the edge
of all he had been seeking,and makes his first cast.
July 11, 2015 (expanded June 2026)
#ChristianReflection #ContemplativePoetry #destination #faithAndPerseverance #firstCast #fisherman #hopeInTheDistance #journeyPoem #KeithLyndaker #lake #natureMetaphor #originalPoem #pathAppears #pilgrimage #POETICAORAREContemplativePoetryPrayers #Poetry #Slowmover #SpiritualJourney #spiritualLandscape #trustTheJourney #uncertainPath #walkingByFaith #WordPressTags #Writing -
in landscapes unfamiliar
In landscapes unfamiliar,
when the destination shines in the distance,
the path does not always reveal itself.There may be no signpost,
no worn road beneath the feet,
only hills rolling into shadow,
fields bending under strange winds,
and the far glimmer of something hoped for
calling from beyond the unknown.But if one keeps walking,
if one remains on the journey,
step after uncertain step,
with dust on the shoes
and questions in the heart,the way appears.
Not all at once,
not as a map unfolded in the hand,
but as a clearing between trees,
a break in the stone,
a small light on the water.And at last
the fisherman reaches the lake,
stands quietly at the edge
of all he had been seeking,and makes his first cast.
July 11, 2015 (expanded June 2026)
#ChristianReflection #ContemplativePoetry #destination #faithAndPerseverance #firstCast #fisherman #hopeInTheDistance #journeyPoem #KeithLyndaker #lake #natureMetaphor #originalPoem #pathAppears #pilgrimage #POETICAORAREContemplativePoetryPrayers #Poetry #Slowmover #SpiritualJourney #spiritualLandscape #trustTheJourney #uncertainPath #walkingByFaith #WordPressTags #Writing