The
Truelove
There is a faith in loving
fiercely
the one who is rightfully yours,
especially if you have
waited years and especially
if part of you never believed
you could deserve this
loved and beckoning hand
held out to you this way.
the one who is rightfully yours,
especially if you have
waited years and especially
if part of you never believed
you could deserve this
loved and beckoning hand
held out to you this way.
I am thinking of faith
now
and the testaments of loneliness
and what we feel we are
worthy of in this world.
and the testaments of loneliness
and what we feel we are
worthy of in this world.
Years ago in the
Hebrides
I remember an old man
who walked every morning
on the grey stones
to the shore of the baying seals,
I remember an old man
who walked every morning
on the grey stones
to the shore of the baying seals,
who would press his
hat
to his chest in the blustering
salt wind and say his prayer
to the turbulent Jesus
hidden in the water,
to his chest in the blustering
salt wind and say his prayer
to the turbulent Jesus
hidden in the water,
and I think of the
story
of the storm and everyone
waking and seeing
the distant
yet familiar figure
far across the water
calling to them,
of the storm and everyone
waking and seeing
the distant
yet familiar figure
far across the water
calling to them,
and how we are
all
preparing for that
abrupt waking,
and that calling,
and that moment
we have to say yes,
except it will
not come so grandly,
so Biblically,
but more subtly
and intimately in the face
of the one you know
you have to love,
preparing for that
abrupt waking,
and that calling,
and that moment
we have to say yes,
except it will
not come so grandly,
so Biblically,
but more subtly
and intimately in the face
of the one you know
you have to love,
so that when we finally step
out of the boat
toward them, we find
everything holds
us, and confirms
our courage, and if you wanted
to drown you could,
but you don’t
toward them, we find
everything holds
us, and confirms
our courage, and if you wanted
to drown you could,
but you don’t
because finally
after all the struggle
and all the years,
you don’t want to any more,
you’ve simply had enough
of drowning
and you want to live and you
want to love and you will
walk across any territory
and any darkness,
however fluid and however
dangerous, to take the
one hand you know
belongs in yours.
after all the struggle
and all the years,
you don’t want to any more,
you’ve simply had enough
of drowning
and you want to live and you
want to love and you will
walk across any territory
and any darkness,
however fluid and however
dangerous, to take the
one hand you know
belongs in yours.
~ David Whyte
~
(House of
Belonging)
for H.T.
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