Contemplation for the weekend…

I woke this morning with a desire for poetry, reaching for the first book next to my bed. This is the first poem I came to, and how apt it was. Fear and longing for the world…

 

Prayer for an Invitation

I pray for you world
to come and find me,
to see me and recognize me
and beckon me out,
to call me
even when I lose
the ability to call on
you who have searched
so long for me.

I pray to understand
the stranger inside me
who will emerge in the end
to take your gift.

I pray for the world
to find me
in its own wise way

I pray to be wanted
and needed
by those I have
learned to love
and those
I must learn to love.

I pray to be wanted
and needed
by those I cannot
recognize
in my self-imposed
aloneness.

And
I pray to be wanted
and needed
by those
I wish to be wanted by.

But I acknowledge
the power
of your beautiful
disguise, and I ask
for the patient heart
of all things
to understand
the abiding
fear I feel
in following your hidden
and beckoning way,
in my
fear of receiving,
in taking your hand
to follow
its hidden,
difficult
and forever beckoning
way.

by David Whyte, “The Bell and The Blackbird”

 

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