The Journey

Loreena ~ Prologe

Above the mountains
the geese turn into
the light again

Painting their
black silhouettes
on an open sky.

Sometimes everything
has to be
inscribed across
the heavens

so you can find
the one line
already written
inside you.

Sometimes it takes
a great sky
to find that

small, bright
and indescribable
wedge of freedom
in your own heart.

Sometimes with
the bones of the black
sticks left when the fire
has gone out

someone has written
something new
in the ashes of your life.

You are not leaving
you are arriving.

~ David Whyte

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About lantanagurl

Farmstress, Adventuress, Spiritual Junkie, Community Builder, Social Justice Activist, Momma and Grandmomma :)
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3 Responses to The Journey

  1. Sunnyace says:

    Reblogged this on Sunnyace Reblog Collections.

  2. Beautiful Verse and Beautiful photograph…Thank you for sharing…and….Thank you Sunnyace for the Reblog…or I may never have found this lovely site!!!

  3. I really love this photo so much. It is so peaceful. It also reminds me of the place I was going for when doing the illustrations for my curreent book project. I imagined it taking place in the mountains, and sunrise and sunset play a role in the story as well. It was so great to see this photo this morning. I feel validated!

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