David Whyt

So that one day you realized, that what you wanted
had actually already happened, and long ago,
and in the dwelling place in which you lived 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 then drew you on, and that, 
you were more marvelous in your simple wish to find a way 
than the gilded roofs of any destination you could reach…
…
Excerpt from ‘Santiago’
From PILGRIM: Poems by David Whyt