One Day
One day I will
say
the
gift I once had has been taken.
The place I have made for
myself
belongs to another.
The words I have sung
are being sung by the
ones
I would want.
Then I will be ready
for
that voice
and the still silence in which it arrives.
And if my faith is
good
then we'll meet again
on the road
and we'll be thirsty,
and stop
and laugh
and drink together
again
from the deep well of things
as they are.
~ David Whyte ~
( Where Many Rivers
Meet)