Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into theĮven as it pours you a drink, the cooking pots To come, the doors have always been there The swelling presence, and the chorus, crowdingĪlertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity. Surely,Įven you, at times, have felt the grand array Everything Is Waiting For You By David Whyte

To be touched as everything you have found.įeeling a way along its firm edge. Have travelled from so far away to be here, once reluctantĪnd now as solid and as here and as willing Something that wants you to stay here and look back,īe weathered by what comes to you, like the way you too Your need to leave, becomes faithful by going nowhere, Not a way forward but a doorway in, staunches Of stone like this, the way it holds you, gives you The face in the stone is a mirror looking into you.Ībove Lough Inagh, beneath you, streams have flowed,Īnd rivers of earth have moved beneath your feet,īut you have never looked into the immovability Right at the water’s edge, not because you had given upīut because now, you would find a different way to tread,Īnd because, through it all, part of you would still walk on, To promise what you needed to promise all along,Īnd to abandon the shoes that had brought you here To empty your bags to sort this and to leave that Them as they drifted on the western light To take out each frayed letter you had broughtĪnd light their illumined corners and to read No way to make sense of a world that wouldn’t let you passĮxcept to call an end to the way you had come,

Walking before you across water, going where shadows go, To your future now but the way your shadow could take, Into the western sea, and the moon rising behind youĪs you stood where ground turned to ocean: no way The road in the end taking the path the sun had taken, Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet In this article, we have compiled an amazing collection of David Whyte poems which promises to be interesting. He has experience working as a naturalist guide in the Galapagos Islands and has a degree in marine zoology. He presently resides in the Pacific Northwest region of the country. In the hills and valleys of his father’s Yorkshire, he grew up under the powerful, creative influence of his Irish mother. Many works of poetry and prose have been written by David Whyte.

Only a few years after releasing Songs for Coming Home, his first collection of poems, David Whyte Poems didn’t start until 1986.

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