we give back all that we’ve taken, tired of ourselves
we open ourselves to ourselves at last, sensing the waves
and great abyss of the sea beyond, the ocean stretching on sand
and the long view on the still sea that leads to another life.
And we go out as the fish go out, leaving the taste
of the rivers we know, joining the dark invisible weight
of what we would become, the calm sense of movement
seeing the others forming our shoals, and the scales
on our sides filling the depth with trembling stars.
…
From ‘Time Left Alone’
‘River Flow : New and Selected Poems’
©David Whyte and Many Rivers Press
Touched by the Sea
Photo © David Whyte
Venice Beach, Sept 2015
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