fragile bones

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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

first, 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.

Even as the light
fades quickly now,
you are arriving.

~David Whyte

revisit your heart and you will write it anew……the simple act of noticing may expand the sky above you….

inquiry for today~   and who is the one who heals from the breadth of winter’s despair?

 

There are only two ways to live your life.

One is as though nothing is a miracle.

The other is as though everything is a miracle.

  ~Albert Einstein

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