TWICE BLESSED

So that
I stopped
there
and looked
into the sun,

seeing not only
my reflected face
but the great sky
that framed
my lonely figure

and after a moment
I lifted my hands
and then my eyes
and I
allowed myself
to be

astonished
by the great
everywhere
calling to me
like an
invisible
and unspoken
invitation,
like something
in one moment
both calling to me
and radiating
from where I stood,

as if I could
encompass
everything
I had been given
and everything
taken from me

as if I could be
everything
I have learned
and everything
I could know,

as if I knew
in that moment
both the way
I had come
and, secretly,

the way
I was still
promised to go,

brought together,
like this,
with the
unyielding ground
and the symmetry
of the moving sky,
caught in still waters.

Someone
I have been,
and someone
I am just,
about to become,

something I am
and will be forever,
the sheer generosity
of being loved
through loving:
the miracle reflection
of a twice blessed life.

--David Whyte from 

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