“Good poetry begins with
the lightest touch,
a breeze arriving from nowhere,
a whispered healing arrival,
a word in your ear,
a settling into things,
then like a hand in the dark
it arrests your whole body,
steeling you for revelation.
In the silence that follows
a great line
you can feel Lazarus
deep inside
even the laziest, most deathly afraid
part of you,
lift up his hands and walk toward the light.”
~ David Whyte
from Everything is Waiting for You and River Flow: New & Selected Poems
Have never tried my hand at poetry, Bill, but this is almost an inducement to start….
Loved this Bill. Thank you.
Thanks David!
That was lovely, what a great read to go and walk out in the sun, have a picnic under a tree by myself and write.
so touching! Thank you!