Jun 6, 2020


I don't recall when I first came across this poem or this poet. It's been a favorite poem of mine since the first reading. It may have been during the MFA Creative Writing program I completed in 2005 - 2006.

I've read this poem many times during different chapters in my life and I always found comfort in The Journey.  

The poem offers a powerful sense of calm, hope and wisdom. In the simplest of terms, complimented by grand gestures of the natural world, the poet offers that even in the darkest hours or darkest times .....light is possible, light is available, light is inscribed across the heavens and inside of all of us.  

The journeys may differ: they can be individual, collective, a nation, a continent, LIGHT is possible. No matter if we are one person, or a thousand, or a million, we all have the opportunity to look up and see that one line inscribed across the heavens for each of us. The very same line in the heavens that directs us back to ourselves and the journey begins. 



Above the mountains
the geese turn into
the light again

painting their
black silhouettes
on an open sky.

Sometimes everything
has to be
enscribed 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.

from ‘House of Belonging’ by David Whyte