We do not arrive in this world
Ready made
We have to grow and become
What we shall find
As we stumble along
Will add to life’s hidden song
I became trapped
In a system and stalled
I functioned
But I didn’t live
Until a chance meeting
Opened a door
And suddenly
I was alive
Speak for yourself
And learn to say I
And commit to the road
That you find
Something will call you
Something appeals
Respond to that essence
Inside
When we are young
The long road ahead
Leads out
Too far to see
Attend to what’s near
Acknowledge your fear
And walk in this world
Open wide
Brian Fahy
4 June 2022
+ When he was a child my son asked me what he would be when he grew up. How to answer this question? In my mind’s eye I saw a long road leading ahead of me. Out in the far distance everything is blurred and unclear, impossible to see. But here at hand everything is close and clear. So walk the road and attend to all that you can see and grasp. As you get older those faraway things will come near to you and then you will know. I gave my son that picture.
Erris Poetry 