They say a picture is worth a thousand words.I say these pictures are worth a thousand poems. Thank you for bringing me to a classic Canadian fall landscape and to the look of love. Here is one little poem for you and for us Kip. The Journey (by David Whyte)Above the mountainsthe geese turn intothe light againPainting theirblack silhouetteson an open sky.Sometimes everythinghas to beinscribed acrossthe heavensso you can findthe one linealready writteninside you.Sometimes it takesa great skyto find thatsmall, brightand indescribablewedge of freedomin your own heart.Sometimes withthe bones of the blacksticks left when the firehas gone outsomeone has writtensomething newin the ashes of your life.You are not leavingyou are arriving.You can find two more poems inspired by the image of you in the midst of autumn by going to my latest Blog entry.http://web.me.com/giselle.signoroni/Italy_2010/Italy_2010/Entries/2010/10/11_Giorno_Numero_53_-_Whyte_Rilke_Kip_Julie.htmlThanks again!
They say a picture is worth a thousand words.
ReplyDeleteI say these pictures are worth a thousand poems.
Thank you for bringing me to a classic Canadian fall landscape and to the look of love.
Here is one little poem for you and for us Kip.
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
inscribed 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 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
you are arriving.
You can find two more poems inspired by the image of you in the midst of autumn by going to my latest Blog entry.
http://web.me.com/giselle.signoroni/Italy_2010/Italy_2010/Entries/2010/10/11_Giorno_Numero_53_-_Whyte_Rilke_Kip_Julie.html
Thanks again!