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Came across these wonderful words this morning

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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.

Original Article at BrainPickings

Caribbean poet and playwright Derek Walcott (b. January 23, 1930) β€” a writer of such extraordinary poetic prowess that his 1992 Nobel Prize in Literature appears a wholly inadequate measure of his mastery and mesmerism β€” addresses with a luminous sidewise gleam in a poem titled β€œLove After Love,” found in his Collected Poems: 1948–1984.

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