Sunday, January 29, 2006

Because It's Late and I've Been Out of Town all Day


A poem...

The Journey

Above the mountains
the geese turn into
the light again

painting their
black silhouettes
on an open sky.

Sometimes everything
has to be
enscribed across
the heavens

so you can find
the one line
already written
inside you.

Sometimes it takes
a great sky
to find that

first, bright
and indescribable
wedge of freedom
in your own heart.

Sometimes with
the bones of the black
sticks left when the fire
has gone out

someone has written
something new
in the ashes
of your life.

You are not leaving
you are arriving

by David Whyte

16 Comments:

Blogger twistedsoda said...

"the bones of the black
sticks left when the fire
has gone out"

wow, can you make me feel more than this??? You have one special gift or writing, I am so happy to have found you!

8:44 PM  
Blogger Frankie said...

What a great poem Michelle. I hadn't ever read this one. It's fantastic. Thanks so much for sharing this!!

12:59 AM  
Blogger acumamakiki said...

I love silos.

4:35 AM  
Blogger mayseek life said...

what a perfect thought to comtemplate as i start off on this monday morning...you seem to have a knack for bringing forth the gentle reminders to live from the heart.

4:45 AM  
Blogger christina said...

Thank you for this. David Whyte is one of my favorites, and this poem--ahhh. Reading it was a huge exhale. Just what I needed this morning.

6:29 AM  
Blogger christina said...

Thank you for this. David Whyte is one of my favorites, and this poem--ahhh. Reading it was a huge exhale. Just what I needed this morning.

6:29 AM  
Blogger Trish said...

What a great poem! Made me think of my river geese :) Love the pic, I have a thing for silos

6:30 AM  
Blogger snowsparkle said...

beautiful! love the imagery. thanks for sharing this fine, heart-filling poem on a grey monday.

7:44 AM  
Blogger kelly said...

wow...beautiful, as always!

8:47 AM  
Blogger megg said...

What a lovely poem. The silo picture and the poem together made me feel relaxed for the first time all day. I feel like those last two lines have made sense of a crazy day. Thank you!

9:34 AM  
Anonymous maria said...

Oooh, David Whyte is my favorite. I used this poem in my blog last week, too (or maybe it's two weeks now), and also his 'The Truelove' last week. Love, love, love that guy. And on his website, you can even hear audio clips of him reciting some of his poems. Yum.

... so beautiful with the photo of the silos. Thank you.

10:35 AM  
Blogger Misty Mawn said...

always beautiful!!!


...my morning walk was actually inspired by you!

11:59 AM  
Blogger liz elayne said...

this poem has traveled across my heart several times in the last few months. it is beautiful. thank you for reminding me of it again.

12:52 PM  
Anonymous bran said...

awesome barn!

4:12 PM  
Blogger Swirly said...

Wonderful!

9:59 PM  
Blogger Wenda said...

OM...

3:01 AM  

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