Love 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 desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott (January 23, 1930 - March 17, 2017)
Listen to "Love After Love" by Derek Walcott read by Jon Kabat-Zinn here.
Poetry Is An Island, See a Derek Walcott Documentary by Ida Does here.
This poem first came into my life during my days at Esalen. It continues to have a profound affect. Derek Walcott died yesterday.
Photo Credit: Travel/Paris Sites, Socrates Black, Digital Image, ©️2017.