The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott
Thursday, March 07, 2019
Thursday Poem - Love After Love
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3 comments:
This really resonates for me as I am practicing self-compassion, which for me, as for many, is a challenge, but oh so important. :-)
Such a good reminder. I'm pursuing another avenue today, trying to learn more depths in the souls of my friends. I feel our relationships may be somehow too shallow. So I'm stretching myself to learn more about the "jewels hidden within them."
love this....
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