Call Me by My True Names

Call Me by My True Names   Do not say that I’ll depart tomorrow because even today I still arrive. Look deeply: I arrive in every second to be a bud on a spring branch, to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile, learning to sing in my new nest, to be a caterpillar […]

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Freshness When it’s cold and raining You are more beautiful And the snow brings me even closer to your lips. The inner secret,that which was never born, You are that freshness, and I am with you now. I can’t explain the goings,or comings. You enter suddenly, and I am nowhere again Inside the majesty. Soul […]

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The House Guest

This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably. He may be […]

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Self Portrait- David Whyte

Self PortraitIt doesn’t interest me if there is one Godor many gods.I want to know if you belong or feelabandoned.If you know despair or can see it in others.I want to knowif you are prepared to live in the worldwith its harsh needto change you. If you can look backwith firm eyessaying this is where […]

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