Tilicho Lake
In this high place
it is as simple as this,
leave everything you know behind.
it is as simple as this,
leave everything you know behind.
Step toward the cold
surface,
say the old prayer of rough love
and open both arms.
say the old prayer of rough love
and open both arms.
Those who come with empty
hands
will stare into the lake astonished,
there, in the cold light
reflecting pure snow,
will stare into the lake astonished,
there, in the cold light
reflecting pure snow,
the true shape of your own
face.
~ David Whyte ~
(Where Many Rivers
Meet)
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