All the true vows
are secret vows,
the ones we speak out loud
are the ones we break.
There is only one life
you can call your own
and a thousand others
you can call by any name you want.
Hold to the truth you make
everyday with your own body,
don’t turn your face away.
Hold to your own truth
at the center of the image
you were born with.
Those who do not understand
their destiny will never understand
the friends they have made
nor the work they have chosen
nor the one life that waits
beyond all the others.
from All the True Vows by David Whyte
Wow – what a terrific poem! Thanks for the introduction!
it’s a long one. 🙂
From The House of Belonging. David Whyte and Derek Walcott… my favourites.
I’m heading for the bookstore tomorrow!