This is a favorite of mine. It reminds that we are always on a journey if we open to the signs all around us.
The Journey
Above the mountains
the geese turn into
the light again
painting their black silhouettes
on an open sky.
Sometimes everything has to be
inscribed across
the heavens
so you can find
the one line
already written
inside you.
Sometimes it takes a great sky
to find that
first, bright
and indescribable
wedge of freedom
in your own heart.
Sometimes with
the bones of the black
sticks left when the fire
has gone out
someone has written
something new
in the ashes of your life.
You are not leaving.
Even as the light fades quickly now,
you are arriving.
-David Whyte
In David Whyte: Essentials and The House of Belonging