Sometimes I feel like I’m chasing my own tail,
round and round and round,
like a whirling dervish unable
to find God at the axis of spinning.
Dizzy and confused, I look down.
The Always Shining Light
shows me I’ve really been chasing
my own shadow.
When the silhouette is still,
I realize I have a choice.
It has no independent existence.
I can make the shadow wax and wane,
flicker in and out,
simply by shifting my position in the Light.
Realizing the truth,
I no longer need to chase my own tail.
My own shadow
stares back at me.
I finally catch up with myself.