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SANTIAGO
One day you realized that what you wanted
had already happened long ago and in a dwelling place
you had lived in before you began,
and that every step along the way, you had carried
the heart and the mind and the promise
that first set you off and drew you and that you were
more marvelous in your simple wish to find a way
than the gilded roofs of any destination you could reach:
as if all along, you thought the end point might be a city
with golden towers, and cheering crowds,
and turning the corner at what you thought was the end
of the road, you found just a simple reflection
and a clear revelation beneath the face looking back
and beneath it another invitation, all in one glimpse:
like a person and a place you had sought forever,
like a broad field of freedom that beckoned you beyond;
like another life, and the road still stretching on.
David Whyte
from Pilgrim
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