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Friday, June 28, 2019

Santiago - David Whyte


The road seen, then not seen, the hillside
hiding then revealing the way you should take,
the road dropping away from you as if leaving you
to walk on thin air, then catching you, holding you up,
when you thought you would fall,
and the way forward always in the end
the way that you followed, the way that carried you
into your future, that brought you to this place,
no matter that it sometimes took your promise from you,
no matter that it had to break your heart along the way;
the sense of having walked from far inside yourself
out into the revelation, to have risked yourself
for something that seemed to stand both inside you
and far beyond you, that called you back
to the only road in the end you could follow, walking
as you did, in your rags of love and speaking in the voice
that by night became a prayer for safe arrival,
so that one day you realized that what you wanted
had already happened long ago and in the dwelling place
you had lived in before you began,
and that every step along the way, you had carried
the heart and mind and the promise
that first set you off and drew you on and that you were
more marvelous in your simple wish to find a way
than the gilded roofs of any destination you could reach:
as if, all along, you had thought the end point might be a city
with golden towers, and cheering crowds,
and turning the corner at what you thought was the end
of the road, you found just a simple reflection,
and a clear revelation beneath the face looking back
and beneath it another invitation, all in one glimpse:
like a person and a place you had sought forever,
like a broad field of freedom that beckoned you beyond;
like another life, and the road still stretching on.


David Whyte
From Pilgrim


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2 comments:

  1. Hello friend. I posted this poem on my FB page not long ago. My friend Laurie lives nearby David Whyte on Widbey Island. Lovely poem. I dont think you are on my "blog roll" anymore. I do receive emails of your posts. Will try to figure out how to get you back on the blog list. Thank you for all your recent quotes and poems. Always thoughful. Blessings, Suki

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    1. Thanks Suki :) I really would like to read more of his poetry. I always find some posted on other people's blogs :) and he also has a website with some of his poetry on it.

      I show that you are still on my list of "followers" and since you are also a blogspot (google) blog you should be receiving my posts when I post them on your "Reading List." At least that's how your shows up on mine. :) To put me on your "blogroll" you have to into the "Layout" function and add it there :) I need to put you on my blogroll as well :)

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