04/04/2021
With the 8 days of Passover, followed by Easter, here is a poem for all of us, while we emerge out of the Pandemic, slowly—following one another along our somatic movement journeys.
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Submissions for 2022 are also open. See same website under publications.
Best, Kate
Editor
Currents Journal of the Body-Mind Centering Association
EASTER MORNING IN WALES
A garden inside me, unknown, secret,
neglected for years,
the layers of its soil deep and thick,
trees in the corners with branching arms
and the tangled briars like broken nets.
Sunrise through the misted orchard,
morning sun turns silver on the pointed twigs,
I have woken from the sleep of ages and I am not sure
if I am really seeing, or dreaming,
or simply astonished
walking towards sunrise
to have stumbled into the garden
where the stone was rolled from the tomb of longing.
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EASTER MORNING IN WALES
From RIVER FLOW: New and Selected Poems
© David Whyte and Many Rivers PressFrom ‘Time Left Alone’
In ‘River Flow: New and Selected Poems’
© David Whyte and Many Rivers Press
https://davidwhyte.com/collections/books-cards-and-audio/products/river-flow-new-selected-poems
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Eryri : The Mountains of Longing
Photo @ David Whyte
Pen-y-Pass, Snowdonia: North Wales
June 15th 2016
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Christian or not, the time between Good Friday and the dawn of Easter Sunday morning is the precise mythological and psychological representation of that breathless giving away all human beings feel, no matter their beliefs, when they must let go of what seems most precious, not knowing how or when it will return, in what form or in what voice. The return of our life - the feeling that we have been given back what is needed -- is strangely connected to the return of real longing, our conversation with the horizon and what will take us there, as a renewed physical reality. ‘Easter morning in Wales' was written after a long winter and after a certain cycle of darkness had broken open into the spring light of a dawn-lit Easter Morning in Snowdonia: also know in the native language as Eryri – The Mountains of Longing; walking the Carneddau mountains above the farm where I then made my home. DW