The Poet: David Whyte, “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
inscribed across the heavens
so you can find the one line
already written inside you.

Sometimes it takes a great sky
to find that small, 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.”

- David Whyte 

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