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The Journey, a poem by David Whyte

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

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.
Even as the light fades quickly now,
you are arriving.

from ‘House of Belonging’ by David Whyte

And here is the man himself giving some context, and reciting the poem.

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3 thoughts on “The Journey, a poem by David Whyte

  1. I love this poem. But I think it’s meant to be “that first, bright…” not “that small, bright…”

  2. Anonymous on said:

    Also, the end is:

    You are not leaving.
    Even as the light fades quickly now,
    you are arriving.

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