Lone Sandhill Flies Into the Night
When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.
When your vision has gone,
no part of the world can find you.
Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.
There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.
The dark will be your home
The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.
You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.
Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.
Sweet Darkness, By David Whyte
Photo Credits: Lone Sandhill Flies Into the Night by Susan J. Preston, Bosque del Apache, NM © 2020, all rights reserved
Technical: Fuji XT-3 | XF 100-400MM F4.5-5.6 R ML OIS WR |
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