EVERYTHING IS WAITING FOR YOU

Your great mistake is to act the drama
as if you were alone. As if life
were a progressive and cunning crime
with no witness to the tiny hidden transgressions. 
To feel abandoned is to deny 
the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely, 
even you, at times, have felt the grand array; 
the swelling presence, and the chorus, crowding 
out your solo voice. You must note
the way the soap dish enables you,
or the window latch grants you freedom. 
Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity. 
The stairs are your mentor of things
to come, the doors have always been there
to frighten you and invite you,
and the tiny speaker in the phone
is your dream-ladder to divinity.

Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into 
the conversation. The kettle is singing
even as it pours you a drink, the cooking pots
have left their arrogant aloofness and
seen the good in you at last. All the birds 
and creatures of the world are unutterably 
themselves. Everything is waiting for you.

Everything is Waiting for You






From RIVER FLOW: New and Selected Poems

and from EVERYTHING IS WAITING FOR YOU
Poems by David Whyte

 


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