"mirror (I live in it)" by bubbo-tubboLove after love
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself,
to the stranger who has loved you all your life,
whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desparate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
-Derek Walcott
My Mum sent me this poem last week, after a lovely day together chatting about life, love and self discovery. Isn't is beautiful? It has really made me think about who this is all about and I see now that it's not pleaseing other people, meeting everyones expectations, saying yes all the time. It is about me and my happiness, "give back your heart to itself,".
I know I am only in week 2 of "The Artist's Way", but I am experiencing lots of little syncronicities that are making me really think about what this journey really means. Making time to meditate/ write something which I would never have done before, I'm always about the object. But this and my new writing is just as much creation as earrings. Letting ideas come to the surface with no agenda is scarey but fascinating.
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself,
to the stranger who has loved you all your life,
whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desparate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
-Derek Walcott
My Mum sent me this poem last week, after a lovely day together chatting about life, love and self discovery. Isn't is beautiful? It has really made me think about who this is all about and I see now that it's not pleaseing other people, meeting everyones expectations, saying yes all the time. It is about me and my happiness, "give back your heart to itself,".
I know I am only in week 2 of "The Artist's Way", but I am experiencing lots of little syncronicities that are making me really think about what this journey really means. Making time to meditate/ write something which I would never have done before, I'm always about the object. But this and my new writing is just as much creation as earrings. Letting ideas come to the surface with no agenda is scarey but fascinating.




