Thought for the day, Monday 26th July

“It happens to those who live alone
that they feel sure of visitors
when no one else is there,
until the one day
and the one particular hour
working in the quiet garden,
when they realize at once
that all along
they have been an invitation
to everything
and every kind of trouble
and that life happens by
to those who inhabit silence
like the bees visiting the tall mallow
on their legs of gold,
or the wasps going from door to door
in those tall forests
made so easily by the daisies.
I have my freedom today
because nothing really happened
and nobody came to see me,
only the slow growing of the garden
in the summer heat
and the silence of that unborn life
making itself known at my desk,
my hands still dark
with the crumbling soil
as I write and watch
the first lines of a new poem
like flowers of scarlet fire
coming to fullness in a clear light.”
David Whyte

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