Open Space
Sometimes life feels crowded.
Even the voice inside my head can feel like too much.
My soul cries out for open space.
The golf course is calling my name.
Golf isn’t a good walk spoiled.
It’s beauty.
It’s grace.
It’s transcending the egoic self.
It the possibility to rise to the challenge.
What are you here to teach me today?
When my soul cries out for open space, I can find it within.
Golf teaches me the inner game.
To stay tuned to my soul at all times.
Open space brings me joy.
It’s about playing my game.
It’s about connecting to my deepest Self.
It’s a beautiful gift I get to give myself.
T. Anthony
The Golf Poet