Prayers in the Dark

breaking through

Sweet Darkness
a poem by David Whyte

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 tonight.

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 other worlds
except the one to which you belong.

Sometimes it takes darkness and
the sweet confinement of your aloneness
to learn

anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.

David Whyte

as above so below

11 thoughts on “Prayers in the Dark

        1. I’ve seen some of your stunning photographs, especially those at the beach. We share our love of the ocean and the West Coast , you in the land of the midnight sun and me a little lower. Blessed by Nature.

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      1. Yes. “…anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you.” If we’ve outgrown it or them, and ourselves, then maybe it’s time to come alive in other ways. Bob Dylan’s line always come to mind: “He not busy being born is being dying.”

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