Enough. These few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
This opening to the life
We have refused
Again and again
Until now.
Until now.
~ by David Whyte
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ReplyDeleteI have loved this poem for so long. It feels like I have allowed it to weave itself into the fibers of my being!
ReplyDeleteI have loved this poem for so long. It feels like I have allowed it to weave itself into the fibers of my being!
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