The Poet: David Whyte, “The Winter of Listening"
“The Winter of Listening" “No one but me by the fire, my hands burning red in the palms while the night wind carries …
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The Poet: David Whyte, "Sweet Darkness"
"Sweet Darkness" "When your eyes are tired the world is tired also. When your vision has gone no part of the world…
The Poet: David Whyte, "One Day"
"One Day" "One day I will say the gift I once had has been taken. The place I have made for myself belongs to anot…
The Poet: David Whyte, "In the Beginning"
"In the Beginning" ․ "Sometimes simplicity rises like a blossom of fire from the white silk of your own skin. You …
The Poet: David Whyte, “The Sea”
“The Sea” “The pull is so strong we will not believe the drawing tide is meant for us, I mean the gift, the sea, the place where …
The Poet: David Whyte, “The Sea”
“The Sea” “The pull is so strong we will not believe the drawing tide is meant for us, I mean the gift, the sea, the place where …
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