The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger that was yourself.
Give Wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Author | Derek Walcott
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger that was yourself.
Give Wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Author | Derek Walcott
This is the first passage from Time Traveller's Wife which I have just started reading and am already enthralled by only a few pages into the first chapter! I can see that I will be stealing every moment possible to immerse myself in pages of ecstasy!!!
This poem really hits home to me... the power in welcoming yourself home is overwhelming, and yet we wait soooo long to sit and feast on our true selves, as a part of a bigger whole, alone yet not alone at all... seperate yet unified... one and all similtaneously!
I've missed myself lately...
Image Source | Vegas Fang's facebook photo's... I love this photo, it depicts an amazingly beautiful, creative and talented little lady who I admire and am inspired by... and miss seeing as well!
Hope u don't mind Ms Russo... xxx
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