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Two Poems by David Whyte


The Journey

Working Together

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 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.

—from The House of Belonging and
River Flow: New & Selected Poems,

©1996 and ©2007, Many Rivers Press

We shape our self
to fit this world

and by the world
are shaped again

the visible
and the invisible

working together
in common cause,

to produce
the miraculous.

I am thinking of the way
the intangible air

traveled at speed
round a shaped wing

easily
holds our weight.

So may we, in this life
trust

to those elements
we have yet to see

or imagine
and look for the true

shape of our own self
by forming it well

to the great
intangibles about us.

—from The House of Belonging,
©1996, Many Rivers Press


David Whyte is a poet, author, and lecturer whose work bridges the worlds of literature, philosophy, and leadership. www.davidwhyte.com


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