Sweet Darkness

I am tired tonight. Tired. My head is heavy...pulsing with the days events...things accomplished, things left undone. Intensity at work. Intensity at home. Always on. Going, going, going.

These are the days I know to expect. Small kids at home. Big opportunities at work. Limits are pushed. Patience is tested. Life is full. And there's not much left for the "want to" when it is all spent on the "have to."

Celebrated fifteen years of marriage this week. If not for that; if not for her: no way.

And so, in the darkness of this night, I am thankful. And I will rest in anticipation of a new day.

Sweet Darkness
by David Whyte

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 womb
tonight.

The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.

You must learn one thing.
The world was meant to be free in.

Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.

Sometimes it take darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness

to learn

anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive

is too small for you.


© 2010 David Berry