When the Wind Flows
and the leaves fall and your own death comes to greet you
"Happy Sunday Everyone!
What a beautiful post from David Whyte on the hell we can find ourselves in living a half-baked life, and a life not fully lived. I have been to hell and back more times than I can count. As my journey of recovery and building a new life continues, I find this poem to be deeply relatable.
This is my favorite line:
"You’ll be terrified when he first arrives and hell you realize, resembles more an average life, half hidden, never fully spoken, something you can grow used to."
How many of you can relate too?"
When the Wind Flows
When the wind flows and the leaves fall and your own death comes to greet you with its slack mouth you’ll have to ask forgiveness then to gain an easy conscience for the road ahead, otherwise, no one will want you where he comes from. No, it’s not that they’re choosy, it’s just that you wouldn’t be happy without …
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