When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.
When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.
Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.
There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.
The dark will be your womb
The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.
You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.
Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.
The most beautiful word’s I’ve ever read. I am moved to tears every time.
This resonated so much with me. Beautiful and profound.
Love the poem too. Dancing words.
When my vision has gone, which it does, inevitably and unbidden, it seems though that the world still finds me. Like a mycelial network sun reflecting off gum leaves, wind chilling my ears it grows into my physical awareness.
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