Inspiration 2

This is a poem that I keep returning to as I find it speaks to the perseverance and hope that we all need from time to time.

The Journey

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

enscribed 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 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.