Follow the Stone Markers


Follow the stone markers,
I’m told.

I go up the dusty barren road
3 times
before I see them,
they blend in so well.

And isn’t that always the way?
There they were
the whole time,
but I was imagining something else,
looking for something different

* * *


Even now, seeing them plain as day,
I hesitate,
stopping to consider, to assess,
looking into the scrub,
whether this can indeed be the way to go.
It looks like a path to nowhere.

I have no reason to trust this,
except it was told to me
by someone who’s made the trek.

* * *

I step off, following.
Piles of rock are all I have to go by.
Stone markers.
A pure faith walk.

There’s something so foreign about it.
Also, freeing.

A slight twist,
a small turn
all of a sudden
there it is
just what I’ve been looking for –
so close by
all along

And isn’t that always the way?






images: Photos from my visit to the Threshold installation at Laity Lodge.

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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2 Responses to Follow the Stone Markers

  1. My dad was just there a couple of weeks ago and sent me pictures of Threshold. Yes, the cairns make a difference. That’s how you know you’re not lost. It’s important for us to leave cairns for those who come behind us.


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