Be taught now, among the trees and rocks,
how the discarded is woven into shelter,
learn the way things hidden and unspoken
slowly proclaim their voice in the world.
Find that far inward symmetry
to all outward appearances, apprentice
yourself to yourself, begin to welcome back
all you sent away, be a new annunciation,
make yourself a door through which
to be hospitable, even to the stranger in you.
how the discarded is woven into shelter,
learn the way things hidden and unspoken
slowly proclaim their voice in the world.
Find that far inward symmetry
to all outward appearances, apprentice
yourself to yourself, begin to welcome back
all you sent away, be a new annunciation,
make yourself a door through which
to be hospitable, even to the stranger in you.
— David Whyte
Excerpted from the poem, "Coleman's Bed"
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I found this stanza from David Whyte's poem
in Francis Weller's beautiful book
The Wild Edge of Sorrow: Rituals of Renewal
and the Sacred Work of Grief
http://www.wisdombridge.net/the-wild-edge-of-sorrow.html
***
I found this stanza from David Whyte's poem
in Francis Weller's beautiful book
The Wild Edge of Sorrow: Rituals of Renewal
and the Sacred Work of Grief
http://www.wisdombridge.net/the-wild-edge-of-sorrow.html
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